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First Line: Three is not a crowd when she is the third
Last Line: With a fond comrade at her shrine.
Subject(s): Absence; Separation; Isolation


Three is not a crowd when she is the third.
Surely such ironic tribute is absurd:
And yet it was not said in jest,
He holds her separate from the rest.

He would set her on an altar of her own,
Bring her pine incense and burn it in a cone:
And he would share the fragrance of the pine
With a fond comrade at her shrine.





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