You did not see because you did not look.
You weren’t as bad as some, perhaps,
Yet priceless treasure you forsook.
You did not see because you did not look.
With Nazi friends, you burned the books,
You charred your heart, your chances lapsed.
You did not see because you did not look.
You weren’t as bad as some?  Perhaps . . .

graveyard gargoyle—
the doorman waits
to receive you

 

(image source: https://streeter.ca/leaside/views/column/mount-pleasant-gargoyle-builds-a-mystery/)

 

Anna Cates