“Was there another Troy for her to burn?”

Why, what could she have done being what she is?
Was there another Troy for her to burn?

–from W.B. Yeats, No Second Troy

Don’t you know that
It’s our love that’s burning
Burning like a flame…

 

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Petrus van Schendel, Market Place By Candlelight (1851)

A Light Left On

Louis Estrella, “Bedtime” (ca. 1921)

When we came home together
We found the inside weather.
All of our love unended
The quiet light demanded,
And we gave, in a look
At yellow walls and open book.
The deepest world we share
and do not talk about
But have to have, was there,
And by that light found out.

–May Sarton, “A Light Left On” (excerpt)