Friday, May 18, 2007


for Joe

I sat in my car this afternoon, eating
popcorn with gasoline-scented fingers
(I had just topped off the lawnmower)
and reading Marie Howe when I put down
the book and thought about you.
Because you used to say things like,
We must be the only people in the county
listening to Mahler’s 8th tonight
, or
I’ll bet we’re the only people in the county
who ate scrambled tofu for breakfast
, or
who made their own tempeh this week.
And as I sat there, tinted glass shading
my eyes from the late sun, tiny flies trying
furiously to find a way around the window,
I was sure I was the only person in the county,
maybe even all of Pennsylvania and beyond,
sitting in a car at that moment, eating
popcorn with gasoline-scented fingers,
reading Marie Howe, and wondering
if you knew.


Indigo Bunting said...

This is astonishingly beautiful. Thank you.

crystal said...

Very nice. In your picture with Lizzie - doesn't she have blond hair?