Embracing Dooms for His Regret
The peonies’ white petals fallen on
The garden ground instruct these two
To part. The period for their love has gone.
Just one of them attempts a passage through
The muted condemnation of the flowers.
The other turns his face away and turns
Toward a gate they did not enter. Powers
Above them hinder. Still the other yearns.
The one walks through the passage to a yet
More troubled maze with foreign mountain heights
And walls like cliffs. The alpine paths regret
No losses left, diverting from love’s rites.
..These other highlands and their city hide
….The sobbing arms. Snares open to his stride.
