Monday, February 27, 2006

poetry from Lyn Lifshin

LOVING THE NAMES OF THE CITIES YOU FALL THRU


Kuala Lampur.
Jakarta, Ho Chi
Min City, wildly
intriguing as
yours, with its
season nothing
season nothing

melts in. I think
how you write
of your friend
scattering his
mother’s ashes.
how probably
you didn’t even

have that when
your mother
leaped into
Niagara Falls.
Your “plans”
have changed”
you wrote two

years ago. They
keep changing
but I don’t think
now I’ll know





Lyn Lifshin

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