Yellow pears
wild roses
the lake
your swans
and kisses
your head
in water.
But where,
when winter,
is sunshine
and shadow?
The walls,
silent and
cold, clatter.
[from The Atlantic, October 2018]
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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
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