I rode to meet you: dreams
like living beings swarmed around me
and the moon on my right side
followed me, burning.



I rode back: everything changed.
My soul in love was sad
and the moon on my left side
trailed me without hope.

Louise Glück, from “Omens,” Averno: Poems
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