Empty bell. Sex with
a narcissist is the sound
of one hand clapping.
-- Jim Cummins
Of "Leonard Koan Haiku," Cummins writes: "I see this poem wearing a hat."
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Radio
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
Another awesome post. You guys are on a role.
Posted by: Jason | May 23, 2013 at 05:00 PM
Ha! With jelly. Thanks, J.
Posted by: Leonard Koan | May 24, 2013 at 04:58 PM