11 May Famille Babille Pts. I & II

I

Frère Misère, Sœur Supplice

Few books have proper endings, and
This is proof enough of our ill-wrought souls:
We perfect the process and forget the goals,
Lay seamless stones for roads nowhere-led.

II

Mère Rivière, Père Pluie

I ventured to a pitied pond today, and
Beyond uttering spoke proud cattails
Of dragonfly whimsies and primeval gales,
Stories no mortal man has better said.