You probably noticed that all of our poetry centers on the topic of love.

However,  as we know, there are different types and stages of love.  For this  assignment, please categorize the types (or stages) of love that are  represented in our poetry (consider all of it – from all of the weeks).  Give the categories a name and also list the poems that fall into each category. Explain your choices, as necessary and appropriate.

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for the respond stella again The stages of love listed in the poetry across the weeks involves pure 

love, lust, disillusionment, and love lost. The poems involving a pure 

form of love are To My Dear and Loving Husband by Anne Bradstreet, Shall

 I Compare Thee to a Summer’s Day by William Shakespeare, Rondeau by 

Leigh Hunt, Love Poem by Denise Levertov, and Neruda XLIV. All of these 

describe the feeling of being in love with someone in the classic, 

romantic sense that fills one with internal joy. Phrases like, “But you-

 you give me the flash of golden daylight in the body’s midnight,” 

(Levertov, Love Poem) precisely describe what it feels like to be in 

love. The poems that reference lust are Neruda XI, Neruda XII, and 

Leaving the Motel by W.D. Snodgrass. Neruda’s description of his 

feelings as, “Kiss by kiss I travel your little infinity,” (Neruda XII) 

is the most polite description of what it feels like to crave someone 

out of all of the poems. Disillusionment is a part of love as well, as 

falling out of love is part of the process. These poems are Living in 

Sin by Adrienne Rich, To The Ladies by Mary, Lady Chudleigh, One Perfect

 Rose by Dorothy Parker, and Why Should a Foolish Marriage Vow by John 

Dryden. One Perfect Rose contains the line, “it’s always just my luck to

 get one perfect rose,” which clearly shows the author’s distaste with 

love and its conventions. The poems that reference past love are What 

Lips My Lips Have Kissed, and Where, and Why by Edna St Vincent Millay, 

To Have Without Holding by Marge Piercy, Stop All the Clocks, Cut Off 

the Telephone by W.H. Auden. The most poignant line in these poems 

referencing past love in my opinion is within Stop All the Clocks, Cut 

Off the Telephone, in which it states, “He was my North, my South, my 

East, my West,” which basically states that the referenced “he” was the 

author’s direction, “he” was everything and now he is gone.