Second Person
Lemons, lanterns
hang late
into the evening.
But you are known
for your voluptuous retreat,
for leaving
your absence
on the air,
illicit, thin.
I know
you think
I wonder
if you think
of me.
This reflection
spins,
a bead on a string.
I can take it with me.
Source of the text - Rae Armantrout, Money Shot. Middletown, CT: Wesleyan University Press, 2011, page 32.
TJB: You-niverse. The personal address, and I-thou nature of lyric poetry, forms some of the subject of this lyric. “I wonder if you wonder.”

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