The Long Marriage Poem By Maxine Kumin

The Long Marriage Poem By Maxine Kumin

The sweet jazz
of their college days
spools over them
where they lie
on the dark lake
of night growing
old unevenly:
the sexual thrill
of Peewee Russell’s
clarinet; Jack
Teagarden’s trombone
half syrup, half
sobbing slide;
Erroll Garner’s
rusty hum-along
over the ivories;
and Glenn Miller’s
plane going down
again before sleep
repossesses them…
Torschlusspanik.
Of course,
the Germans have,
a word for it,
the shutting of
the door,
the bowels’ terror
that one will go
before
the other as
the clattering horse
hooves near.

Maxine Kumin
from The Long Marriage

The Long Marriage Poem By Maxine Kumin

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