<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Voices</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(for Lucille)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our voices race to the towers, and up beyond<br>the atmosphere, to the satellite,<br>slowly turning, then back down<br>to another tower, and cell. Quincy, <br>Toi, Honoree, Sarah, Dorianne, <br>Galway. When Athena Elizalex calls, <br>I tell her I'm missing Lucille's dresses,<br>and her shoes, and Elizabeth says 'And she would say,<br>'Damn! I do look good!'' After we<br>hang up, her phone calls me again<br>from inside her jacket, in the grocery store<br>with her elder son, eleven, I cannot <br>hear the words, just part of the matter<br>of the dialogue, it's about sugar, I am<br>in her pocket like a spirit. Then I dream it — <br>looking at an illuminated city <br>from a hill, at night, and suddenly<br>the lights go out — like all the stars<br>gone out. 'Well, if there is great sex<br>in heaven,' we used to say, 'or even just<br>sex, or one kiss, what's wrong<br>with that?!' Then I'm dreaming a map of the globe, with<br>bright pinpoints all over it —<br>in the States, the Caribbean, Latin America,<br>in Europe, and in Africa —<br>everywhere a poem of hers is being<br>read. Small comfort. Not small<br>to the girl who curled against the wall around the core<br>of her soul, keeping it alive, with long<br>labor, then unfolded into the hard truths, the<br>lucid beauty, of her song. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> 15 Feb '10</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sharon+Olds">Sharon Olds</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518432" data-title="Voices de Sharon Olds" data-description="(for Lucille) Our voices race to the towers, and up beyond the atmosphere, to the satellite, slowly turning, then back down to another tower, and cell. Quincy, Toi, Honoree, Sarah, Dorianne, Galway. When Athena Elizalex calls, I tell her I'm m..."></div> </div> </div>

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