Pity the Lady

Pity the shady lady
Under the linden tree
With seven shillings in her purse
And sugar in her tea
Listen if you like to her casual conversation
Other people's vices, and the view
She mentions "What a pleasant afternoon"
And drops her spoon.
But O there are moths in the mind
And you, without them
Are remote and lovely in your knowing
Nothing about them.

--- Diana Beernstein