William Sieghart founded National Poetry Day - which is Thursday 4th October
Dear Editor - Can I offer one of my favourite (and relevant) poems for the occasion....
Don’t Kiss me !
I want to ask a favour of the friends that I might meet,
To all of my acquaintances who pass me in the street,
Give me a cheery wave!
Hello! How are you? Bye! So long!
But don’t kiss me!
Please don’t kiss me, for I always get it wrong!
I do not want to do it, I would rather pass you by,
I miss…. You get a smacker on the ear or in the eye!
I’m standing on the pavement thinking
“Blast! Damnation! Heck!”
He went the other way & I have kissed him on the neck!
I find it so embarrassing, it makes my knuckles clench!
It’s a very dodgy habit we’ve imported from the French.
What’s wrong with “Oh – good morning”
Or a handshake, if you must
A lovely smile of welcome or, all right …..a smile of lust!
But I do not want to kiss you! I am sure you’re very nice!
But I find it so confusing – is it once or is it twice?
I’m filled with apprehension, & feeling close to fright,
Who leans forward first? Is it the left cheek first or right?
And I feel a strange awareness as we stand around & speak
That there’s a disconcerting trace of your saliva on my cheek
So don’t kiss! No, don’t kiss me!
Say “Enchanté! Ciao! Good Health!
But I’m telling you, don’t kiss me,
keep your choppers to yourself
Oh, don’t kiss me, I implore you, for I cannot stand the strain
I seldom kiss my husband & you don’t hear him complain!
So – au revoir! Auf Wiedersehen!
Just tell me that you’ll miss me
If we should meet again – don’t pucker up! DON’T KISS ME!