Poetry, Vol. 6

Excerpt from Poetry, Vol. 6

Elia was laughing. Hopefully I said How Shall this beauty that we Share, This love, remain aware Beyond our happy breathing Of the air? How shall it be fulfilled and perfected? If you were dead, How then Should I be comforted? But Celia knew instead He who takes comfort here, Shall find it there. A halo gathered round her hair. I looked and saw her wisdom bare The living bosom of the countless dead And there I laid my head.

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