>I’ve Been Thinking about Love Again
>By Vievee Francis > > >Those who live to have it and
>those who live to give it.
> > >Of course there are those for whom both are true,
>but never in the same measure.
> > >Those who have it to give are
>like cardinals in the snow. So easy
>and beautifully lit. Some
>are rabbits. Hard to see
>except for those who would prey upon them:
>all that softness and quaking and blood.
> > >Those who want it
>cannot be satisfied. Eagle-eyed and such talons,
>any furred thing will do. So easy
>to rip out a heart when it is throbbing so hard. >
> >I wander out into the winter.
>I know what I am.