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...
700 francs will get you $109.91
on this muggy May afternoon
which is good to know since
I just found 700 francs in my wallet
while Dinah Washington was singing
"My Old Flame" I was thinking of where
I was with Glen when Allen Ginsberg died
and if I could relax for one hour
if I knew what that felt like