One, one Lives all alone, Shape of the body's Tree of bone. Two, two Can make the world do; In youth, in youth, But not in truth. Three, three And the body tree Fades in the forest Of company. Three, three Society, Will do, will do, But not for two Since two, two In love, withdraw; Wish to be one, To live alone, But all must come To the skeleton, And one and one Live all alone. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PRELUDE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH LILIES: 4. BLOSSOMS ABOVE A TOMB by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) REMINISCENCE by LYLE BARTSCHER IDYLL 15. THE EPITHALAMIUM OF ACHILLES AND DEIDAMIA by BION ECHOES OF SPRING: 10 by MATHILDE BLIND OUR OLD VERMONT PARLOR-ROOM by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |