Postscript

David Lehman

 
He wrote the whole novel in his head,
Sentence by sentence. It took him all day.
Then he took out a wide-ruled yellow legal pad
With three pink vertical lines marking the left margin,
And from his breast pocket he extracted
A disposable plastic fountain pen,
And near the top of the page he wrote the word ODE
In black ink, all caps. For a few minutes he did nothing.
Then he skipped three lines and wrote,
"It was the greatest birthday present he had ever received:
The manual Smith-Corona typewriter
His parents gave him on the day he graduated from high school
After they took him to the Statler Hilton for lunch,
Where they had cold poached salmon, his father's favorite."
 
Copyright © 2012 by David Lehman. Used with permission of the author.

Poems by This Author

A Little History by David Lehman
Some people find out they are Jews.
A Quick One Before I Go by David Lehman
There comes a time in every man's life
Autumn Evening by David Lehman
The yellow pears hang in the lake
French Movie by David Lehman
I was in a French movie
Operation Memory by David Lehman
We were smoking some of this knockout weed when
Sexism by David Lehman
The happiest moment in a woman's life
Shake the Superflux! by David Lehman
I like walking on streets as black and wet as this one
The Difference Between Pepsi and Coke by David Lehman
Can't swim; uses credit cards and pills to combat
To the Author of Glare by David Lehman
There comes a time when the story turns into twenty
When a Woman Loves a Man by David Lehman
When she says margarita she means daiquiri
With Tenure by David Lehman
If Ezra Pound were alive today


Further Reading

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