Where is my invincible summer?

Villanelle

I mourn for the girl with the stars in her eyes

The estival breeze no longer affects her

For bleak winter gales have made her too wise

I mourn for the sun that has gone from the skies

Wondering when the frost will give way to fair weather

I mourn for the girl with the stars in her eyes

A heart of glass and veins of ice arise

Where once there burned an invincible summer

For bleak winter gales have made her too wise

As she stands silent, something in her cries

“Where, oh where, is my invincible summer?”

I mourn for the girl with the stars in her eyes

Beneath the dirt a frozen corpse now lies

Where once the starry-eyed girl danced upon the earth

For bleak winter gales have made her too wise

Surely to God that girl of diminutive size

Was shrewder than I, the world-weary connoisseur

I mourn for the girl with the stars in her eyes

For bleak winter gales have made her too wise