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September Sunday, 1976: To Lady PostScript, 5
[the reader is respectfully asked to read the notation at the bottom of part 1]
Yet, watching her now, he begins to feel
a new contentment, very close to bliss.
Her beauty speaks of new fulfillment of
his dreams; and even some of his desires---
not carnal, not with brash and brassy lust
(fit only to be disregarded), but
with real appreciation's tenderness,
and triumph of humble respect for her.
This he must write into that future poem,
striving for such imperishable lines
beyond obliteration's chilling grasp.
And he, when his poem comes to finished form,
will lay it on the grass at her bare feet,
or her dark socks if she chooses to wear
them on the path littered with fallen leaves.
