Fidelity ended at midnight
For Auden, not for me; yet
Credit is not due;
I chose one who like a fine
Painting could be seen again
And again with pleasure.
Even now in miniature
She is still the same,
Or if different
Not utterly hiding
Her angelic past.
She isn’t any
Particular way
And I marvel
At what she is
Even now in her
Condition of mind the
Symbols and metaphors
Leap. My mind races
Alongside her
Astonishing smile.
------------------------------------------------------------------
To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off,
digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html
