Quatrain on a Jar of Pickles
after that fleeting summer
In your overjoyed heart,
Haunt years to endure
A love with all doors shut
Forget a hearty dinner
Make do instead, with these
Fingerlike cucumbers
Who taught you to be so eager?
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