Triolet
She was in love with the same danger
everybody is. Dangerous
as it is to love a stranger,
she was in love. With that same danger
an adulteress risks a husband’s anger.
Stealthily death enters a house:
she was in love with that danger.
Everybody is dangerous.
Copyright Credit: Sandra McPherson, “Triolet” from The Year of Our Birth (New York: The Ecco Press, 1978). Copyright © 1978 by Sandra McPherson. Reprinted with the permission of the author.
Source: Poetry (July 1973)