romantic love, not teach us about it.3 In fact, with the exception of the famous reflection on love in 8:6–7, the book does not reflect on love as much as express what it feels like from the inside. It is always springtime in the Song of Songs: and as long as the reader lingers, it is springtime for us as well. The experience is lovely, but do we learn anything? Are we supposed to? If we answer this question in the negative, an odd result follows in which the Song appears at odds within its genre
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