Judy...The Obscurantist... Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

had married a man of many parts...
some of them working....
for a better world, of course....of course......
they had fled the outcroppings...lit on a dragonfly's nest....
where
he continued to produce corks and windjammers.....
she, with puppy-warm eyes, was content
to bring in the wash...stomp the grapes and glean a glancing blowby......
I'd like to have known her better......
this cousin of the etherplane.....