Well
She’s long about her coming
Who must be more merciless to herself than history
Her mind full to the wind
I see her plunge
Breasted and glancing through the currents
Taking the light upon her
As least as beautiful as any buoy
Or helicopter
Poised—still coming
Her fine blades making the air wince
But her cargo
No promise then
Adrienne Rich
Well She’s long about her coming Who must be more merciless to herself than history Her mind full to the wind I see her plunge Breasted and glancing through the currents Taking the light upon her As least as beautiful as any buoy Or helicopter Poised—still coming Her fine blades making the air wince But her cargo No promise then
She will leave you and then Come back again A pretty girl is just like a pretty tune
She will leave you and then Come back again A pretty girl is just like a pretty tune