Art is not what you see but what you make others see. ~Edgar Degas


From The Art of Courtly Love by Andreas Capellanus:
The first rule and the last:
Marriage is no real excuse for not loving
Nothing forbids one woman being loved by two men or one man by two women

I’m sick of love, the sight of you ill-timed,
and seasoned enough to mind the folly,
so if I seem to stare assume eye rhyme
is all it is; a practice in theory.
As imperfect a rhyme as ‘love’ and ‘move’
has a logic that’s purely aesthetic;
poetic on the page. What does it prove
in person, the linkage is kinetic?
Someone mentions you’re attached—colors too—
reds change hue in proximity to blue;
but red’s as red as married isn’t dead;
as I write you, bestseller in my head.

I wouldn’t worry; it isn’t germaine;
What are the chances I’ll see you again?

© Helga Ross 2007