seductive the sun
wherever she wandered,
followed wrack and ruin,
light to dark, the sky ever dim.
immune to time, she laughed
and passed the glade once more
hoping for more than is given
on this earth to man or woman.
but gods mate no longer with mortals,
no zeus or apollo, no olympia beyond
the horizon, instead another city
more cafes and bars and empty talk
loved by many but keeping none,
the fragile self hardens and wears thin,
sudden the light not so bright,
the love not so fierce, desire inane.