Allegory

A long time you have been making the trip
from Boston to Amherst, turning over
sad thoughts in the snow--- embodying that trope

of winter, the perverted figure of the traveler
traveled too far deep in virgin snow--- nameless
example of a fervor that urges only to disappear.

You would put your blood-filled shoes behind glass,
if it meant such allegory--- would easily swallow
the sculpture cement to harden, as a callous.