How often have i seen her face?

I wished to draw from memory

Yet/ although we were poet

And muse/ artist and model

Love and lover/ collocutor and


We’ve spent not enough time


Due to economic constraints:

Here the poet/ there the lover

Wife and mother/ exceptional

Person/ talented and pretty

Good looking and sensual

Everything just perfect for

Being aesthetes/ perfect?

There’s never perfection but

A hard/ rocky ground to land upon

Once realty gushes dreamlands

Aside/ crying wolf/ shedding tears

Jumping off the ‘Sacred Rock’

Desperation ruled for a while

Yet/ the poet survived

By the skin of his teeth

With his last poem of his muse:

‘a tear for zol’.



zjg poetry’21.

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