The Rocks and the Centaur
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(villanelle form)
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Let me tell you a story
about a man who was
both permanent and transitory.
He drove a bright red lorry,
and he would always say,
“let me tell you a story.”
It would begin in a flooded quarry
filled with rocks that were
both permanent, and transitory.
Carried by an centaur, slightly hoary,
the rocks were alive and each had –
let me tell you – a story!
Of course the rocks and centaur were an allegory
about life, and love,
both permanent and transitory.
Where love is heaven, and life purgatory.
Where the gods may, or may not
let me tell you a story.
Both permanent – and transitory!
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