DAPHNE IV
Or was this just the story told
by a splendid god, careful
of his tales? Did she instead
hide deep within the woods,
deep within a lake,
until the god had found
another target to shoot?
Did he lie to himself,
thinking that
the laurels trembled
for him,
and not for the wind,
the ceaseless wind,
and the people wandering
nearby,
their hands brushing
the bark of trees?
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