A shadow, poised where the blow is to fall transports and transforms in its turning as shot hits, making wife widow who learns by authentic letter but starts hopeful pretense.
A dream believed whole is but a fragment transfixed and transient in its racing away from such real where tragedy faces grave's mocking indifference to wedlock's stark finish.
A battle-torn soul coping alone with grief transacts and transmits in its mourning devotional vows should report prove false yet she, believing he lives weeps while cursing war's evil.