Friday, September 12, 2014

Life's Valentine

When it’s time to hand in
the essay on your choice
of life’s contraindications
and you still haven’t found a pen
though you already feel stricken
by this morning’s eager light
prostrate on the floor before you
how can the most powerful
thing be the most humble
gentle and enfolding thing
but even before we got here
the gods were divided
into two camps engaged
in a never-ending campaign
in which we my love
are what’s lost or gained

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