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October 07, 2022


Mitch....good read....MORE....

If anything can approach the sensation of infinitude, it's memory. Mitch has found unlimited access. Bravo, Mitch!

I read this poem while eating a Chiquita brand banana. The banana came from Honduras where some migrants are now being sent by bus to NYC Port Authority terminal. I enjoyed both the read and the banana but not our President's open border policies subjugating vulnerable peoples to uncertainty about their future here in America. I'm going to take my mind away from this inhumanity and read more Mitch Susskind poems; I feel freer doing so while not contemplating any haphazard, destructive legislation by politicians.

Mitch Sisskind, not Susskind...typo..I apologize.

Terrific, Mitch!

Read Rilke first, then read Holderlin.

Thanks for one marvelous posting! I enjoyed reading it; you are a great author.I will make sure to bookmark your blog and may come back someday. I want to encourage that you continue your great posts, have a nice weekend!

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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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