Face + 

Hair⁠— + 

silver-gray, + 

like streams of stars, + 

Brows⁠— + 

recurved canoes + 

quivered by the ripples blown by pain, + 

Her eyes⁠— + 

mist of tears + 

condensing on the flesh below + 

And her channeled muscles + 

are cluster grapes of sorrow + 

purple in the evening sun + 

nearly ripe for worms. + 