Journalism Love

Our story is and ever will be
there above the fold, love's
byline on each article about the way
we met. So write the caption for the pictures
if you dare to share. The dummy was written
long ago, but now it's extra! extra!
read all about it, You made fair use of my heart,
filling the gutter between our lives and merging with
hard news as only you could do.
There's no inverted pyramid here -- every bit's important,
from the jump line linking details of that time
to this, a love that never sees its story killed, 
exciting lede but even better as it goes.
No one will find our story in the morgue'
because a love like this is ever Now,
just you and me together on the nameplate
never mind the op-ed conversations that oppose
and can not understand. A press release for what and who
we are can wait, our quotes are worthy of
a Pulitzer, each one profound and fresh. Do not retouch
a single snap of what you see, don't give the scoop
just yet for fear a typo will mislead.
One day the wire will be ablaze with news, no need for
yellow journalism making more than what it is,
no cause to make our love a zoned edition
for a love like ours can not be limited
to time or space or circulation boundaries,
no whim of publisher,
no copy editor of what we feel and know.


(c) Ellen Gillette, 2016