Caroling Dusk/A Mona Lisa
Appearance
A MONA LISA
1.
I should like to creepThrough the long brown grasses That are your lashes;
I should like to poise On the very brinkOf the leaf-brown pools That are your shadowed eyes;I should like to cleave Without sound,Their glimmering waters, Their unrippled waters,I should like to sink down And down And down . . . . And deeply drown.
2.
Would I be more than a bubble breaking? Or an ever-widening circle Ceasing at the marge?Would my white bones Be the only white bonesWavering back and forth, back and forth In their depths?