As my fellow OPers know, I’m casually putting together a collection of love poetry as written by, or related to, the great philosophers. I’m not sure why I’m doing this, but it’s a fun diversion, so I suppose that’s reason enough. Here’s my latest. It’s not meant to reflect Nietzsche’s thoughts about love; rather, to capture his aphoristic style a bit and his generally rosy take on the world.
The Nietzsche Poem
They say: people will do anything for love.
But that shouldn’t interest us.
People will do anything for anything.
The straight truth is this:
We kill for love because we are bent on killing.
We die for love because we are bent on dying.
Were it not for love, we would have to find some other reason.
Here the Wise see a Devil:
A concierge to our