EPIGRAM
Fifty · and forty · and I’m forty-five
The nose and the swan are both taking a dive
Nobody knows who’ll be fit to survive
Fifty · and forty · and forty-five
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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