There are poems that make you want to talk back to them and hold a conversation to make things different or agree that they’re the same. I’m a Fool To Love You by Cornelius Eady is one of those poems. First, I love the Blues—the give it to me straight, no chaser Blues. Mr. Eady lets me know about 10 lines into this poem that the only way he can tell this story is to use the language of the Blues. Religious or not, he makes me want to say “Amen!”
He talks about the choices his mom (a young black woman in the poem) and other women sometimes make when he speaks of “a strange and sometimes cruel gentleman” or a woman’s willingness to embrace a half a glass of water wholeheartedly because she’s been surviving on a tablespoon. When you’re in the desert of internalized oppression, the half a glass of water sure looks good; the slight taint of cyanide is a small price to pay for the cool drink. For me, I’m A Fool… goes on to say that “the Blues” is really about predestined fate—”a stacked deck”—where the odds are far from the winner’s circle. Mr. Eady’s use of personification makes “the Blues” into someone I know who is the very essence of love gone awry. I’m A Fool to Love You is a reminder that love just is…Be it fair or unjust, IT JUST IS!
As always, stay with Sharon and The Write Talk and let me know what this poem means to you. Talk to you soon!