IN THE MEMORY OF ORPHEUS
by Eric Rosenbloom
Your music may coax her back to life
That we may see again the picture
Of all our senses in agony and pleasure rife
Stir again our memory’s mixture,
But you, you can no longer know
The image you evoke, the delight
You seek, the mystery that entices so
Yet dark remains, unheard another night.
Your love, that rules your memory’s cave:
You draw her out, yet even she
Dissolves before your anxious gaze:
We see her fleetingly,
A memory of memories to save
And solve a moment our life’s long maze.