I've quite run out of poems I know that I want to memorize, so I appealed to my friend JD for timely IM help. He had lots of great suggestions, but I finally settled on You'll Love Me Yet by Robert Browning. It's written by a man, but I like to read it with an eye toward a writer wanting to get published. I've read a lot of posts lately on the power of perseverance in this business. If we keep writing (so everyone says), we'll eventually see success.
Hopefully it will come before death.
You'll Love Me Yet
by Robert Browning
YOU'LL love me yet!—and I can tarry
Your love's protracted growing:
June rear'd that bunch of flowers you carry,
From seeds of April's sowing.
I plant a heartful now: some seed
At least is sure to strike,
And yield—what you'll not pluck indeed,
Not love, but, may be, like.
You'll look at least on love's remains,
A grave 's one violet:
Your look?—that pays a thousand pains.
What 's death? You'll love me yet!
What do you think? Is everyone right about persistence?