Undergrowth with two figures, 1890
The window frames a wood in spring.
Betwixt rows of sentinel tulip trees
An equally vertical couple stands
Side by side, hand in hand,
Amidst daffodilled undergrowth.
I keep my distance with arms crossed
To shield a harrowed heart and ponder:
Were these two figures casually caught
Between the purpled trunks,
Two tares among the wheat;
Or caged behind pale prison posts,
Seeking a silent escape?
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