Richard Cody

Epitaph for an Imaginary Saint


Your golden joys were never girls
or boys, pretty as they may have been—
long of limb, fair of skin

and all too momentary.

Ah, contrary!

You loved deeper and always
(as in Eternally) more
than the shallow cups of time
could possibly allow for—

the heart that beat
the rhythm of your life
was bigger than life by far.

Your desire was too much
for a single pale star,
so you wished instead on galaxies!

Compassion, peace, tolerance
were all you ever wanted
for a world too long haunted
by opposing qualities.

Embracing all, you chose one. 

Making peace your wife,
you devoted your life
to the only truth you knew of—
for lack of a better word, love.


—Richard Cody—

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