No intimations, fables, puppet shows;
No need for parables: up there one sees
Reality; good books stay on the shelf.
But am I ready for this loss? God knows
How often I prefer the memories
Of love—those things like love—to love itself.
No intimations, fables, puppet shows;
No need for parables: up there one sees
Reality; good books stay on the shelf.
But am I ready for this loss? God knows
How often I prefer the memories
Of love—those things like love—to love itself.