Franz Wright, closing lines to “Night Walk” from God’s Silence
“And the night smells like snow.
Walking home for a moment
you almost believe you could start again.
And an intense love rushes to your heart,
and hope. It’s unendurable, unendurable.”
Kenneth Rexroth, The Love Poems of Marichiko: VII
“Making love with you
is like drinking sea water.
The more I drink
the thirstier I become,
until nothing can slake my thirst
but to drink the entire sea.”