A PASSING OF TWO

Sylvia Plath lead
a confessional path
and Ted Hughes,
poet and translator
also was a bruised woodcut
and shut out of a man
in a less than professional
manner
let's forsake
identity politics from our lips
for one Christmas holiday
assuring you it won't be
an apocalypse
of an agate banner night
needling the distance
of chance
at city lights
and exchange faith
not part company
of these two
and button hole
roses and carnations
on a lapel or pants suit
looking over the electric sign
on the highway's station
for a New Year's invitation
to the inaccessible words
of forgiveness
let us grieve and bless
as a great thorn
nestled in your toes
is removed
for Plath and Hughes
to celebrate the good news
on this proclamation
so take cover
and my invitation
of paper sheets on the bed
by a lover's metamorphosis
to write a new year's poetry
and be reborn instead.