Sport 28: Autumn 2002
Villanelle
Villanelle
That summer that wouldn't go
the light was far too bright.
We didn't want to know.
But then we did. Slow,
or fast, the fight?
That summer that wouldn't go.
We couldn't know.
One thing we learned, though, was how might
fails, and that, we didn't want to know.
But then we wanted it all, blow
by crushing blow. After all, it was our right,
that summer that wouldn't go.
And so we sat it out. The glow
of light sinking into a night
we didn't want to know.
But it was the one sure thing. The only
thing we knew. And it was wrong, not right.
That summer that wouldn't go.
That summer we didn't want to know.