This poem is taken from PN Review 166, Volume 32 Number 2, November - December 2005.
Three PoemsSad Walk
for Bob Zieff - in memory of our endless conversations
1
Who would have thought
a sad walk
would lead to pozole ?
2
I could take this story
almost anywhere -
3
Let Time be a wide, tight spiral -
so Kierkegaard could still
be walking down the streets
of Copenhagen - how adept he is
at leaping over
puddles - It's the sort of day when windows
must be opened - and in the distance
a man can be heard singing,
while someone nearby
is tuning a piano -
...
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