José Olivarez reads “I Loved the World So I Married It”

My name is José Olivarez, and this is my
poem “I Loved the World So I Married It”. It’s a poem that I wrote hoping to move towards
joy, and one that was visited by my grandmother who passed away a couple of years ago. And it’s a poem that means
a lot to me so I want to share it.

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  1. There is something about him returning to the world by eating while his grandmother is herself "eaten by the flowers." Almost like she's returning to a different world herself.

  2. theres something really beautiful about hearing the way the poet wanted us to read it. the slight pauses, lilts of emotion, the way that their voice seems far away, their thoughts entangled with the poem.

    ours poetica, keep up the great work!!

  3. "When I was young, I believed in forever. The my uncle died and I knew forever included none of my family, included no friends, their stories rotting in my head until I lose them again"

    What an utterly powerful line. About loss of memory of a lost one. And how painful that can be. But also how its just as inevitable as death itself. That had me tear up, for sure.

  4. There is so much warmth and sweetness to this poem.❤ I almost want to hear it again and again to capture that feeling and the full meaning of it.

  5. Jesus…this one, this one. When poetry speaks something you didn’t know how to say but felt it so strongly… it’s amazing. Thank you.

  6. I came back to the world & carne asada.

    your abuelita might not always be there, but carne asada will never leave you. I felt this so much when my aunt died and the reception was a catered version of all the food she used to love to make for all of us. Not quite the same, but while the plates were full, it was like she was still there

  7. You can see the emotion swelling up in him again from reading it, and all you can see are his hands.

    I felt that. And that should let you know you wrote a wonderful poem. “Except when she said if” hit me like a suckerpunch and “Forever won’t include my loved ones” is gonna stay with me forever.

  8. When I was young, I believed in forever. Then, when my uncle died I knew forever included none of my family, inluded no friends…. hits you hard.

  9. This is like the deeper, more sophisticated and nuanced poetic interpretation of the more trite live everyday like your last or YOLO. So beautiful to experience!

  10. I've come across a few poems here that I find adorable or lovely, but this one just wrecked me.
    Thank you so much for reading this here.

  11. I don't relate to anything in this poem except the chaotic jumble of thoughts and emotion that follow the death of a loved one. And that's all I need.

  12. I really relate to this poem. I lost my little brother in May, and sometimes it feels like any good thing should make you feel guilty. And sometimes it does. And sometimes you have to tell yourself they don’t want you to be miserable.

  13. He's talking about the little boys the world brings him yet all it does is makes me want to cry. This poem is beautiful.

  14. Wow. Started crying almost immediately, thank you for sharing that.

    Now I'm just going to go sit in that last line for a while.

  15. I started crying when he said "I knew forever included none of my family". The way he writes this is like he's thinking in real time, and it's even more powerful to hear him speak the words out loud. Thank you

  16. Its such a brave act to share things that mean a lot to you, especially when you have created them yourself. I really enjoyed the poem and I am so glad I followed this channel. 🙂

  17. My grandmother died last September, and this made cry. It spoke so well. I will always remember my grandmother's cooking, and although she managed to teach it to my Aunt well, it will never be the same. I look at her room and see her clothes, and it felt so empty without her sleeping on the bed.

    Thank you for your poetry. I love this project so much! Thank you to the creators!

  18. I was at a work conference last week. After work hours, I was more social than I ever was even in my home office. It was different for me, but I had met coworkers in person that I knew for years only by emails and messages. I realized that I do a lot of good for people, and that made me smile… but I also realized that I made people laugh to the point of cheeks and guts hurting. In the airport, on my way home, I sent an email to thank them for all the laughter. I needed that.

  19. I love the peace and nostalgia that comes with the image of knowing you’ll divorce the world, and leave it what you love most.

    Somehow comparing death to sharing possessions after a marriage makes it less terrifying.

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