After a Day We Stay in Bed Until the Sun is Close to Setting, by Lyn Lifshin
From Cold Comfort He drives home
thru the black trees
with a poem
about me that will
make hi...
Poems by Lyn Lifshin
Maui, Early, a Night of Bad Dreams, by Lyn Lifshin
From before it's LIGHT flung back, like palm fronds in
rose and guava wind to five yea...
Waiting, the Hallways Under Her Skin Thick With Dreamchildren, by Lyn Lifshin
From Not Made of Glass Lace grows in her eyes like
fat wedding,
she is pretty, has been baki...