This poem is taken from PN Review 165, Volume 32 Number 1, September - October 2005.
Five PoemsLegendary Figures, in Old Age
I saw there a number of elders
in intimate companionship,
their old shapes without shame,
playing with one another
- with all that remained
of the barbed shafts of Love.
And I heard one of them saying
to those around her:
'We cannot renew the Gift
but we can drain it to the last drop.'
Lost Cause
And others, grey in feature
and slow-moving, that were condemned
to deal only with the symptoms,
endlessly, never with full effect,
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