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
Christmas defeated Chanukah
once again last night
by a margin of three billion dollars
or so, but every time I hear
It's the day of the ram
and the head of the year
Rosh Ha'Shanah at
services I sat next to
Ithaca, October 1993: Jorie went on a lingerie
tear, wanting to look like a moll
in a Chandler novel. Dinner, consisting of three parts gin
and one part lime juice cordial, was a prelude to her hair.
If Ezra Pound were alive today
(and he is)
he'd be teaching
at a small college in the Pacific Northwest