the madrigal, volume ii
On the Face of It
by colin bancroft
I have known for years all of your faces;
Artisan, poet, playwright, lover.
The time worn grizzle to the soft touched graces;
Yet, when god gives you one face you make yourself another
As if you are not content with being placed on a hook,
A different head for each different platter –
Your face, my thane, is as a book
Where men may read strange matters.
Maybe it is because a false face must hide what a false heart doth know,
That what we are, ourselves, are many faces
And that as we age and love and grow
We mean different things, to different people in different times and places.
Colin Bancroft is currently finishing a PhD on Robert Frost. His pamphlet 'Impermanence' was released with Maytree Press in 2020. 'Kayfabe' will be released with Broken Sleep in 2021. He runs the Poets' Directory and is editor of Nine Pens Press.