This poem is taken from PN Review 55, Volume 13 Number 5, May - June 1987.
Two PoemsThe Morning of Glenn Gould's Funeral in Canada
Hearing him now on the car stereo -
That's as he wished it when alive -
I watch for crossing deer, and slow
For the tight down-curves as I drive
Through deep oak-shadows
Over the back way to Ojai.
The October day burns quiet bright and dry
In the brown meadows.
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