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Epigram In Complaint
Comrade Ivan, what grudges do you carry?
So proud of them you simply cannot "bury
the hatchet " (as they say), and still abuse
your lover's sister---though she is a muse:
she guides and constellates this poetry.
Your sin reveals itself in cruel comport;
your insults bring her, sometimes to despair.
But, truly, you are driven to distort
the beauty in her presence, perfectly
expressed, because you are too bent to bear
the delectation of her company.
Starward
[jlc]
