Thursday, September 29, 2011

Pathos

I.
I thought I saw your footsteps
on my mind’s favorite mountain.
But I am a fool
and he was a stranger.

II.
What would you, if it could be, think
of such complicated gardens?
I think you would pity the poor
soul who spent so long digging
and burying stones.

III.
Darling, defend me.
I have written a tragedy
and the fifth act is ending.