I tried to think a lonelier Thing
Than any I had seen —
Some Polar Expiation — An Omen in the Bone
Of Death's tremendous nearness —
I probed Retrieveless things
My Duplicate — to borrow —
A Haggard Comfort springs
From the belief that Somewhere —
Within the Clutch of...
Tried always and Condemned by thee
Permit me this reprieve
That dying I may earn the look
For which I cease to live —
Whatever it is — she has tried it —
Awful Father of Love —
Is not Ours the chastising —
Do not chastise the Dove —
Not for Ourselves, petition —
Nothing is left to pray —
When a subject is finished —
Words are handed away —
Only lest she be lonely
In thy...