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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
There was no one there.
Man's inhumanity to man
was the theme when there was
someone there to make someone
else exist or else
appear as a mirage will appear
to a desert traveler, on foot to
God's dogma, which barks no more: god's
Place was here: no place.
Posted by: DL | April 22, 2008 at 01:35 AM
Perfect!!!
Posted by: | April 22, 2008 at 11:51 AM