Date a girl who dreams,
or a woman who has dreamed and lived;
you know her by her eyes, which are lifted
to the kiss of cloud and horizon, and which,
when they are brought to yours,
make you laugh like a kid with a seaside hologram
as they switch from sad to happy to sad.
She always seems an inch taller than she really is,
but only because she turns to face the breeze
and is lifted by it, as though by a lover,
as though the sun is a hand on her shoulder
and the day’s apricity has dried a tear or two.
You should date the girl who dreams
or the woman she became by living those dreams,
living them earnestly even if they never came true.
“True means real,” she tells you,
saying that Fact is a whole other country,
a city she walks through and (maybe) she stops for coffee there,
reading the colours of the streets, giving names to people
by the shopping that peeks out of their bags.
Books are palimpsests for her,
her marginal notes – she has found a new use
for eyebrow pencils and nail files –
are the toeprints of her jumping-places
to somewhere else. Yes she writes, she reads,
but sometimes also she dances or steals paint
to make tiger-stripes on walls.
Once she told a beggar a story
which was worth more than the coins in his cup.
Find that girl, the one who dreams, find the woman
she became by the power of the dreams she allowed
to write her life in sun, clouds, breezes, and happy-sad eyes.
Take her into your life, date her, love her if you must,
keep her if you can but not like you would a cat or a car.
Let her be a dream for you; dream,
become you by living your dreams,
by being your own country,
by having those little madnesses that folk call reverie,
by knowing their borders and their limitations
and by stepping over them, blithe, still dreaming.
The girl who dreams, the woman who lives by dreams,
because of the dreams she lived;
find her, dream with her.
This blog was written by Marie Marshall, after reading my blog (and my friend’s blog): You Should Date a Girl Who Writes. I think it is most fulfilling that you be able to inspire and influence others to write by simply writing (or babbling). I must say, her poem is far more beautiful compared to mine!