Address to the Heart at the Lake's Edge:
Listen, Heart, O Time’s red furious clock,
Securely lodged within your cage of bone!
The waves beat frantic wings against the rock,
But do not fear, my Heart, we are alone.
You have betrayed me your three times and more
To send me kneeling sick upon the ground,
Crying my love out to the moon-bright shore,
Only to rise at length to face a pond
Whereon no star rests, no white plume is thrown
Across the stricken earth’s contorted ice.
Stay with me, Heart, until the flesh is blown
Into the dust’s sweet loss. Betray me trice,
Twenty times three, but when a bird wheels south,
Send me running wild with songs upon my mouth!
Willard Maas.
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