She, the one who should put me on to Woman! We will say to her, to begin with, in my least chilly manner: "The sum of the angles of a triangle, dear heart, Is equal to two right angles." And if this cry escapes her: "God, O God! How I love you!" -"God will recognize his own." Or, stung to the quick: -"My keyboards have a soul, you will be my sole theme." I: "All is relative." With both her eyes, then! feeling herself too banal: "Ah! You do not love me; so many others are jealous!" And I, with an eye which is carried away toward the Unconscious: "Thanks, not badly; and you?" -"Let us play at finding out who is the most faithful!" -"What's the use, O Nature!" "So that the one who loses wins!" Then, another verse: -"Ah! you will be bored first, I am sure of it . . ." -"After you, please." Finally, if, of an evening, she dies among my books, Meek; pretending still not to believe my eyes, I will have a word: "Ah yes, but, we had Enough to live on! It was in earnest then?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CAMELOPARD by HILAIRE BELLOC CONTRA MORTEM: THE NOTHING I by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE EXISTING POOL by HAYDEN CARRUTH SISTER MARIA CELESTE, GALILEO'S DAUGHTER, WRITES TO FRIEND by MADELINE DEFREES A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST |