(1993.)
Northern Ariadne.


“I love you,” he said;

“Nothing shall change me.”



O on the wild sea-shore,

Character her name in the sand.



And so to the violent

Last of winter. Ice and snow

Cold hug the land.



They walk the shore,

Hand holding hand:

He speaks: “I must go away.”

Close my the waves roar

In the final dimness of day.



Oh on the wild sea-shore

Character his name in sand.





Cynic's Version.

He said, “I love you:

Nothing shall change me”:

And it did.