David Lehman Poems
|4.||The Matador of Metaphor||6/25/2015|
|5.||For I Will Consider Your Dog Molly||4/26/2016|
|14.||January 31 (The Sky Is Crumbling...)||1/13/2003|
|18.||To The Author Of Glare||1/13/2003|
|23.||To William Holden||1/13/2003|
|29.||The Shield Of A Greeting||1/13/2003|
|30.||The Left Bank||1/13/2003|
|32.||Shake The Superflux!||1/13/2003|
|34.||Ode To Modern Art||1/13/2003|
When A Woman Loves A Man
When she says Margarita she means Daiquiri.
When she says quixotic she means mercurial.
And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again,"
she means, "Put your arms around me from behind
as I stand disconsolate at the window."
He's supposed to know that.
When a man loves a woman he is in New York and she is in Virginia
or he is in Boston, writing, and she is in New York, reading,
or she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he
is raking leaves in Ithaca
or he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate
at the window...
A Quick One Before I Go
There comes a time in every man's life
when he thinks: I have never had a single
original thought in my life
including this one & therefore I shall
eliminate all ideas from my poems
which shall consist of cats, rice, rain
baseball cards, fire escapes, hanging plants
red brick houses where I shall give up booze
and organized religion even if it means