The blue tilbury of Emma Bovary
approached the path to hell
lined with tall poplars
and marauding panthers.
A path cleared by Aeneas'
golden wand.
There Emma came across Dido.
Both cried. Both resolved
to undo their same fate:
black poison from white melancholy.
The blue tilbury came back
from hell through an orange mist
shrouding the tall poplars
and the black panthers, mute.
Dido and Emma.
Both plucked each other's roses.
Both sang.
A lute is calling another lute
like roosters one another at dawn.
