Few can remember
clearly when innocence came
to a sudden end,
the moment at which we ask
for the first time: am I loved?
***
Fear and Vanity
incline us to imagine
we have caused a face
to turn away which merely
happened to look somewhere else
(after Erik Eriksen)
***
True Love enjoys
twenty-twenty vision,
but talks like a myopic.
--Auden, 1965-68
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