Hunched, obsidian-eyed, and inches
from the curb—one paw gone, the other
tight as a clasp—
Cutting the Figure of a Man
Disegno means each David comes
before the Michelangelo,
Academy, and learnèd looks
of dilettantes who come and go.
One woman marked the man in me,
set deep within a hunk of stone;
she worked my figure day and night,
then left me—finished—all alone.
Ghazal of the Lutanist
Ever Dowland, ever doleful, the lutanist says come again
to melancholy, whether he’s silent or plays “Come Again.”
Invitations that mention “deadly pain” and wail “out, alas”
won’t seduce anyone but a masochist who prays Come! Again!
Torches at court leave shadows for uneasy liaisons,
dark rooms where ladies-in-waiting, in silent lays, come again.
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