THE MEETING
by Gail Hanlon
Do you dream of me
the way I dream of you?
You wait for me like a friend
in need. In your old polo
coat, the one with the taffy
buttons, hands deep
in the big satin pockets.
Worried, in your thirties,
horn-rims, so serious.
I am usually in a meeting. I call
you back and you turn
in the street to return.
That’s interesting,
I call you back
from the dead.
I am your friend now
and I catch your arm.
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Gail Hanlon’s poetry has appeared in literary journals such
as Ploughshares, Cincinnati Review, The Kenyon Review,
CutBank Online, The Iowa Review, Thrush, and New
Letters, and anthologies and collections including Best
American Poetry and Verse Daily. Sift, a chapbook, was
published by Finishing Line Press in 2010.
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