STAY
by Kim Addonizio
So your device has a low battery & seems to drain faster each day.
Maybe you should double your medication.
You might feel queasy, but also as if the spatula flattening you to the fry pan
has lifted a little.
So your breath comes out scorched, so what.
Inside, trust me on this,
there’s a ribbon of beach by a lake,
in the sand, fragments of a fossilized creature resembling a tulip.
Back in the Paleozoic, online wasn’t invented yet
so everyone had to wander alone & miserable through the volcanic wastes
or just glue themselves to a rock hoping someone would pass by.
Now you can sob to an image of your friend a continent away
& be consoled.
Please wait for the transmissions, however faint.
Listen: when a stranger steps into the elevator with a bouquet of white
roses not meant for you,
they’re meant for you..
Kim Addonizio, “STAY” from Now We’re Getting Somewhere. Published by W.W. Norton and used by permission of Massie & McQuilkin Literary Agents.
https://www.garrisonkeillor.com/radio/twa-the-writers-almanac-for-may-22-2021/

Wow! Great poem! I’m going to have to get that book!
Michael, thanks so much for letting me know how my words landed! (They totally messed up the line breaks on that poem, though…sigh.) Really appreciate hearing where my message in a bottle washed up.
All the best to you and thanks again for writing. Truly appreciated.
All good wishes,
Kim