Though each new lovely woman whom she rides,

Straddling her neck for a year or two or three

Should sink beneath such weight of majesty

And, groping back to humankind, gainsay

The headlong power that whitened all her way

With a broad track of trefoil - leaving you,

Her chosen lover, ever again thrust through

With daggers, your purse rifled, your rings gone -

Nevertheless they call you to live on

To parley with the pure oracular dead,

To hear the wild pack whimpering overhead,

To watch the moon tugging at her cold tides.

The poem consistently reminds the reader of the celestial being commonly

referred to as: the woman. It is about a place in heaven set aside just for the "lovely

to convey here is the danger of falling for a man, for his potential to abuse her.

Though each new lovely woman whom she rides,

With daggers, your purse rifled, your rings gone...

To parley with the pure oracular dead,

Should sink beneath such weight of majesty...

No matter what happens to the woman, no matter what hardships she must

through, will wait there patiently, until she has been readied to accept her fate and

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Approximate Word count = 555
Approximate Pages = 2 (250 words per page double spaced)