I think of you as a radio frequency—
sometimes hard to find
as I touch the illuminated dial.
But tonight you arrive
murmuring into my ear in halfsleep;
you offer a suitcase of small pleasures
and laughter that somersault across the country.
In this time of shelter in place,
we are fevered wanderers
with nothing but an open screen;
handheld devices offering luminous ellipses.
We heal the earthquaked bones
of our pasts decorating rough mouths
with new vocabularies—
no longer deferred.
As the world quiets,
I’m awake to our longings.
All that is left: to congregate
close along the shoreline
unbandaged and unadorned;
to listen to the smooth rhythm and blues
of Quarantine Radio.
This one goes out to you.
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Photo: Radio Dial, licensed under CC 2.0
Seattle poet SUSAN RICH is the author of four books of poetry, most recently, Cloud Pharmacy (Shortlisted for the Julie Suk Prize) and The Alchemist’s Kitchen (Finalist for the Washington State Book Award). She has been granted a Fulbright Fellowship, the PEN USA Award for Poetry, the Times (of London) Literary Supplement Award and a 4Culture Grant. Rich's poems appear in Harvard Review, New England Review, Poetry Ireland, and World Literature Today among many other publications. She has two collections forthcoming: A Gallery of Postcards and Maps: New and Selected Poems (Salmon Press) and Blue Atlas (Red Hen Press).
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