This poem is taken from PN Review 21, Volume 8 Number 1, September - October 1981.
Two PoemsI. WIDOW
To the collar of her coat
Attached a smell, cold, sweet and sad;
Spectral lilies of the valley
Pinned in memory of the husband
She had once, or never had.
II. WIFE
Lying in her now still hammock
Between two moon-charred apple trees
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