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January 07, 2009


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Happy birthday, David's mom!

A beautiful tribute, David. 94? Blessings on her! -sally

What a beautiful poem this was--esp that raincoat! I know I'm probably just playing rohrshach but I feel so touched by that mother and that son--with both of them. I think of how a mother (or at least that mother) tries to pave the future with her mind (the raincoat) and knows the limited usefulness of this (and worse, in a certain number of years, her son does/will know that too), but she has to do it anyway. And how a child's sense of safety comes from following those procedures ("hey, I'm not just standing in ANY minute--I'm standing in a minute my mother could imagine") so that in a way, her process got him back from the park, even as it had failed him/her. Heck, what a poem! And Happy Birthday to Anne Lehman!

She's a great lady. I love her.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman

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