Rondeau After a Transatlantic Telephone Call by: Marilyn...

Nascosti Paroli ― Rondeau After a Transatlantic Telephone Call by: Marilyn Hacker Love, it was good to talk to you tonight. You lather me like summer though. I light up, sip smoke. Insistent through walls comes the downstairs neighbor’s double-bass. It thrums like toothache. I will shower away the sweat,   smoke, summer, sound. Slick, soapy, dripping wet, I scrub the sharp edge off my appetite. I want: crisp toast, cold wine prickling my gums, love. It was good   imagining around your voice, you, late- awake[...]