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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
OK, I'll be the first (and no doubt the last):
Never has there been a more beautiful metaphor for masturbation.
Posted by: Kent L Johnson | January 09, 2021 at 07:35 PM
I doubt that that's what she meant, or he meant, but have it your way.
Posted by: Warren King | January 09, 2021 at 11:41 PM
Thank you, Warren King.
I respect your doubting.
poetry is always about guessing, nearly all of it wrong.
Posted by: Kent L Johnson | January 10, 2021 at 01:32 AM
I do agree it's a good title for an unwritten poem.
Posted by: Warren King | January 10, 2021 at 12:30 PM
This living, this loving
is a woe of ecstasy...
Posted by: Yahia Lababidi | January 16, 2021 at 07:54 AM