“How Wonderful” by Irving Feldman.
How wonderful to be understood,
to just sit here while some kind person
relieves you of the awful burden
of having to explain yourself…
“Asleep You Become a Continent” by Francisco Aragon.
asleep you become a continent—
undiscovered, mysterious, long,
your legs mountain ranges
encircling valleys, ravines
“Fiction” by Howard Nemerov, via Lori.
The people in the elevator all
Face front, they all keep still, they all
Look up with the rapt and stupid look of saints
“Something in the Night” by Bruce Springsteen.