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The Governess by Amelia Gabaldoni
from Now We Are Five
The Governess
I saw him there through window thin and other times on towers high, I saw her where the reeds draw in,
black her clothes and white her skin stood stark against the dappled sky. I saw him there through window thin,
he stood without and I within that melancholy house at Bly. I saw her where the reeds draw in,
reflected there my want to sin my need for love, my want to lie. I saw him there through window thin,
his face against the glass, his chin, his forehead, mouth, his nose, each eye. I saw her where the reeds draw in,
the screw begins to turn, to spin I mustn’t let the children die. He saw me there through window thin, she saw from where the reeds draw in.
Amelia Gabaldoni
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