XV
Look not
in my eyes, for fear
They mirror true the sight I see,
And there you find your face too clear
And love it and be lost like me.
One the long nights through must lie
Spent in star-defeated sighs,
But why should you as well as I
Perish? gaze not in my eyes.
But why should you as well as I
Perish? gaze not in my eyes.
A Grecian lad, as I hear tell,
One that many
loved in vain,
Looked into a forest well
And never looked away again.
And never looked away again.
There, when the turf in springtime flowers,
With downward eye and gazes sad,
Stands amid the glancing showers
A jonquil, not a Grecian lad.
With downward eye and gazes sad,
Stands amid the glancing showers
A jonquil, not a Grecian lad.
THE MIRROR TELLS
(For Gilbert)
My sagging muscles, wrinkles, and tired eyes;
How brutal time took from me, in rough trade,
And, on reflection, I look back to when,
Always envisioning something marvelous,I trolled the bars behind the shouldering men—
Gods, warm and hard, fragrant and dangerous.
And, caught up in the strenuous, sensual dance
In which each man both won and was the prize,
I, whom they never gave a backward glance,
Had failed, in all that time, to recognize
In which each man both won and was the prize,
I, whom they never gave a backward glance,
Had failed, in all that time, to recognize
How much I’ d lost—until one day, by chance,
I found myself reflected in your eyes.
I found myself reflected in your eyes.
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