quite a different story she tells of course,
so different from his one might think they tell
tales completely unrelated. he says
she was at fault, and she says he failed her;
the truth likely doesn’t side with either.
does it matter which lost faith and which was
faithless, or whose abandonment preceded
the other’s; whose love grew cold first, or whose
resentments grew too heavy before the
other’s . . . time and fact have them by a court
divorced, by space and choice separated.
ah, but you should have known them way back when
they were happily married; a love for all
seasons running over with passions’ poetry.
12 January 2012
David M Pitchford