XI
A gentle shepherd
Sitting on a hill
Lay under floating clouds
And overcome by
Ecstasy
He became the world –
Lying still –
The grass is whispering –
Wind waves cover
Him in quiet
Transformation.
And where are his flocks?
Heaven is
No memory.
"XI, A gentle shepherd" was first published in Memento, 1976. Although the ten sonnets for my one true love ended, here is one last "memory" poem for her, so 21 poems for my one true love. The persona envisions a shepherd, perhaps a metaphor for the persona who has lost his one true love and his children. However, other poems were written about my one true love, but those do not fit into any cycle of poems. They are perhaps afterthoughts, hindsight into what happened and how the union ended. Plus, there are essays, too. (See the blog posting "the end of romance," Sunday, June 13, 2010, for another poem based on my one true love: "The Golden Moment of Forever.")
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