Yes It Is Pretty
But come, dear, need
You pride yourself
That much on a ring?
--Sappho
Love lies
Not in the glittering
Things
Love lies
In the crook of an arm
Ear bowed
To heartbeats
Internal rhythms
That call to us
A ring
Is cold
And hard
It holds no rhythm
Only a cold sparkling.
--Debra Parmley
Published in Bellowing Ark July 1996