Oval Loneliness
Is it the gravity of love that you
So fear, which makes you take the comet’s way,
A course that you have set careening through
The spaces where companionless you sway
In routes of brief encounters, your life tailed
By stretched-out distances—yet sailing past
Attractive bodies touched by beauty trailed
Behind your visitation, feeling vast
Dislocation after slight rendezvous—
Then wandering, wondering if you will return?
Is it the gravity of love that you
Resist, affection’s fearless pull you spurn,
When someone you were glad enough to meet
Becomes a threat and hurls you towards retreat?
Oval Loneliness
Is it the gravity of love that you
So fear, which makes you take the comet’s way,
A course that you have set careening through
The spaces where companionless you sway
In routes of brief encounters, your life tailed
By stretched out distances—yet sailing past
Attractive bodies touched by beauty trailed
Behind your visitation, feeling vast
Dislocation after slight sailing by
Then wandering, wondering if you will return?
Is it the gravities of love which lie
Beyond affection’s fearless pull you spurn
When someone you were glad enough to meet
Becomes a threat and hurls you towards retreat?