Abstract
A girl beneath green laurel, whiter and More cold than snow untouched numberless years 1 still remember All your star-crossed lives Only a long chain of catastrophes Within the cusp equation. Petrarch, laureate Of an empire's fragment; Laura (de Sade? The Marquis' ancestor?), pale muse who keeps Her distance-lovers driven toward collapseYou are the variables. From April sixth To April sixth, twenty-one years of poems Measured from first glimpse to untimely death Of one who gave such light.... The model folds Wherever you converge .... From me you've seized All power to desire, or end desire. ...
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