"Envelope"
Listen to Dana Goodyear reading this poem.
I got one from the widow,
no note, just a key.
I sent one to the widower
and it arrived empty.
He got one from a friend
already dead in '43,
then came home to deliver
six thousand boom babies.
I came to you too late,
too little, too ungenerously.
Your heart was bloody full
when I begged it to take care of me.
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Dana Goodyear is an editor at The New Yorker.
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