Penelope held off her ravenous suitors By
promising, tomorrow and tomorrow,
She'd finish lost Ulysses' winding sheet.
The Greek text says that she composed in light,
And analyzed in darkness. Woven figures
Unraveled are not quite analysis,
Rather a woman trying to understand
The altitude and basis of her island.
All day Penelope addressed the warp,
Her shuttle a small craft with two directions.
All night her solitude relit the torch.
To analyze is to set life in question.
Despite the crush of suitors at the door, The
cold synthetic wave raking the shore.
award year:
2019