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December 19, 2012


Back when we had answering machines that needed messages, I would put this one on for a few weeks before and after Easter: "Hi. You've reached Jim Cummins' number. He is risen, he is not here. But leave a message at the beep, and he'll get back to you before he takes off again." I know, not all that funny, but I used to laugh doing it, so maybe it was a little funny. I for one am glad Easter fucks you up because I then get to hear your sweet sweet fucked-up voice, Jilly! I just read your erotic antho poem to someone yesterday, and it cracked him up. I so hope you're well. love, jim

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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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