The silver net

Chapter 16: THE RING

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About This Book

A sequence of lyrical meditations that shifts between dreamlike visions, confessional solitude, and mythic or biblical reverie. Recurring images of sea and shipwreck, roses and gardens, and masked or legendary figures are used to probe longing, shame, desire, and the hope for spiritual renewal. Poems alternate between dramatic monologue, fable-like sketches, and brief nocturnes, exploring the tensions between illusion and revelation, life and death, and love as both ensnaring and ennobling, producing a compact, contemplative cycle of symbolist-inflected verse.

THE RING

But a tiny ring of gold,

Just a link;

Wear it and your heart is sold,

Strange to think.

’Till it glitters on your hand

You are free....

Shall I cast it on the sand,

In the sea?

Which was Judas’ greater sin,

Kiss or gold?

Love must end where sales begin,

I am told.

We will have no ring, no kiss

To deceive—

When you hear the serpent hiss,

Think of Eve.