The Sorrowing Harp Sequence
1. Anniversary Ghost
III. Questions
How must I sing to the stars with the voice of a lake?
How must I express to a night, the crime of this act?
I might have drifted away like river weed,
or leaves across the water's silver surface.
It would have been easier, had I vanished.
But I howled like a wolf,
until the moon blooded over with tiny bats
and the landscape of your many departures
turned to violet infra red.
Did you hear that mournful dog? Was one tear shed? |