Yes, the poem could have read "I wish to BUILD a HOME of new brick...", both of which are more intimate words (to me, at least) than BUY and HOUSE.
But the intimacy being spoken to here is not "I want to build a beautiful life with you, and make a home". It's "I HAVE a beautiful life with you, and YOU are my home. I wish this moment could last for centuries."
Put another way, 'buy' here implies immediacy to me, a reference to the now, where 'build' would have implied a process over time, and taken away from the impact of the other process, the 'three hundred autumns' weathering and softening the edges of the bricks, and which is the symbolic heart of the poem.
This is absolutely beautiful 🍂
Thank you, Jennae! I’m glad you liked it. :)
Absolutely beautiful <3 Bravo!
haha i said the same thing, great minds think a like!
Thanks, Dick! :)
The crisp night air is turning the leaves here too. What a sweet and cozy poem.
Thank you, Cynthia! :)
Curious about why buy and not the word build?
Yes, the poem could have read "I wish to BUILD a HOME of new brick...", both of which are more intimate words (to me, at least) than BUY and HOUSE.
But the intimacy being spoken to here is not "I want to build a beautiful life with you, and make a home". It's "I HAVE a beautiful life with you, and YOU are my home. I wish this moment could last for centuries."
Put another way, 'buy' here implies immediacy to me, a reference to the now, where 'build' would have implied a process over time, and taken away from the impact of the other process, the 'three hundred autumns' weathering and softening the edges of the bricks, and which is the symbolic heart of the poem.
Thanks for the question! :)
three hundred-- perfect, Adam. It sounds almost possible.
Thank you, Ann! Yes, it sounds almost possible to me, too. I’m so happy it connected with you.