Wilder Shores of Love
(after the painting by Cy Twombly)
I
After the river is crossed
so many unspeakable words
so many excuses
so many photographs
torn and burned
chairs thrown
and mirrors shattered
on its wilder shore
no peaceable kingdom
no place for devotion
conciliation and love.
II
The other side is littered
with broken promises
fragments of concession
and accord
so little time together
and so much apart
we are left as creatures
of our inner wild.
III
You and I have crossed
the river too many times
but now with no way home
and nowhere else to go.

