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POETRY

Waiting for the Lost to Come in Dreams
by Judith Baumel

It hasn't happened as often as I thought
it would, when my first, my Bubby, wheeled up to me
and rose from the chair she'd never had in life,
and, halting with the strain before she fell,
said she understood I needed to know
that everything was ok, and it was.

The lost ones rarely come to my nights,
all feverish now, dank and wet. A trompe
l'oeil or le coeur, apparent shallowness
against the bottomless crevasse
of a Llotse face, its white-blue
ice, a blue like the sky's confusion
of waves and particles bending, coloring
the light, the air, what is, and what we hear.

Judith Baumel is a poet, critic and translator. She is Associate Professor of English and Director of the Creative Writing Program at Adelphi University and a former director of the Poetry Society of America. Her books of poetry are The Weight of Numbers (Wesleyan University Press, 1988) for which she won the Walt Whitman Award from the Academy of American Poets and Now (University of Miami Press, 1996)