I Have Lost It

by Miriam Poupko

I have lost it and it will never return

I seek it at half past six in the evening

When my hair comes undone over the stovetop

Shift the stirring-spoon to the other hand

To brush it away.

Lend me your ears, mother

But only one will I spare

Coiled, I await redemption in the blare

Of the inappropriate radio.

I know it is wrong

But perhaps a song, or a line

Will help me remember what used to be mine

For I have lost it, lost it

And it may never return.

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