If poetry, as Wordsworth claimed, is about remembering emotions in peace, these sonnets scores with the former, but falls short of the latter. Garabadian shows his true feelings by pleading for the kindness of a lady who can save him from a dying figure.
What I regret, and what I should wish to forget, is that I didn't know it was about me before I read it.
What lies at the heart of these poems, and what acts to symbolise them, is the story of her lady. You don't have to read Garabadian's heartless poem to guess who she is. At the end of them, he praises her lovely face, he implores her voice.

Aurelius Scarawine