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Ticklish no longer
With tangibility
Nor rooted, crimson, over
The worm's inching stupor
Little but a spirit
Costly and volatile
Am I, want of my touch unstoppers
Now that you suffer it.
from The Country of a Thousand Years of Peace [1959]
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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
The worm's inching stupor
Posted by: happy wheels | March 19, 2021 at 04:19 AM