Today's poem is by Marianne Boruch
In the hospital parking lot
In the hospital parking lot,
the huge perspiring priest opened
his trunk and gave me
such lemons: enormous, absurd.
Everyone said I was mistaken.
Everyone later, not believingyou've
got to be kiddingthen, really,
lemons! when I held one
closer, the driving scent of it, proof.
You know we all die,
he said from the car, from
the open window, almost
an afterthought. In fact, it was
a cool day for Florida, even
in winter. A little coolishthat's how
my mother would put it.
Copyright © 2009 Marianne Boruch All rights reserved
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