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Imaginary Conversation by Linda Pastan
Linda Pastan, from Insomnia: Poems; “Sex Education”
[Text ID: “I remember how you looked at me like, / how I looked back. / And spreading through my limbs / a sweetness, like honey.”]
You are going to live forever, Edgar.
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Linda Pastan, from a poem titled "Sestina at 3. A. M.," featured in Insomnia: Poems
Linda Pastan
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Why Are Your Poems so Dark?
by Linda Pastan
Isn’t the moon dark too, most of the time? And doesn’t the white page seem unfinished without the dark stain of alphabets? When God demanded light, he didn’t banish darkness. Instead he invented ebony and crows and that small mole on your left cheekbone. Or did you mean to ask “Why are you sad so often?” Ask the moon. Ask what it has witnessed.
[june] by Linda Pastan