Merchants
As I came by the town, the townsmen
Were putting out their sales,
From that beginning aspect of encounter
Drawing the veils.
And there revealed good goods of valuable virtues
Pristine in the pure morning air,
So that it seemed less orthodox to purchase
Than to admire.
Among them the Red Cross Shop however
Gathered apart,
Offering a large variety of possessions
To the second-heart.
Structure
12 lines · 3 stanzas