the universe
is at an end.
she wants to be happy

she escapes into herself
her mate and her children at her side
The mother does not wish to do this, but
There is a deep mystery
as if there were something evil
at the very root of it
in this giving and this taking
is the letting go

all the subtle sensations
her room
her house
her body
her fabrics
her garden
her china
her view from her kitchen window
little pleasures

Her life is her life
hers. It is
when passion has been modified by habit
that they will lose one thing
to gain another.


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