We were stepping out of a reading
in October, the first cold night,
and we were following this couple,
were they at the reading? and because
we were lost, I called out to them,
“Are you going to the after party?”
The woman laughed and said no
and the man kept walking, and she
Sleep on while I am talking
I am just arranging the curtains
over your naked breasts.
Love doesn’t look too closely...
love looks very closely
the shock of beauty you gave me
the third rail that runs through our hospitality...
from "The Ecstacy" by Phillip Lopate