Unveiling Dulcinea: The Poem That Transforms Love Into an Enigmatic Journey by JD DeHart
Ever stumble upon a poem that feels like an old friend you never really knew? This one grabs you by the collar — she’s not the shiny, perfect package you expected. Crooked teeth, rottenness wrapped up as a “promise of a lifetime” — sounds like a jilted heartbreak’s greatest hits, right? But here’s the kicker: have you ever noticed how sometimes love blinds us so thoroughly that we only glimpse the windmills, not the real battles? This piece sails through those rough waters with a sharp voice, raw edges, and a river of freedom just around the bend. Dive in, and maybe you’ll see not just her, but yourself, through those dull eyes before growing. LEARN MORE
She was crooked teeth and rottenness
masquerading as the promise of a lifetime
disguised as a bright bride
and you thought you saw all of her
When she spoke, her voice came with razors
pricking little insults
and be glad now she found another river
to float down, to be free of that sound
At the time, seeing her through dull eyes,
really seeing only windmills, a belief in love
for love’s sake before growing.
