The East Village
Jordan Davis
Now that her book was out
And her husband was no longer
Competitive on the golf circuit
She was happy to keep the secret
Of her name. They would play
Tennis and be admired for her
Looks and backhand as much as
His masters and opens. She was
Striking in a pony tail and
Her verse was clean and strong.
She wrote about people in Maine
And Massachusetts towns and only
In an occasional analogy to
Sidelines did she hint of her
Relation. He loved her. He
Flipped through Trollope and Clancy
Novels at night as she sat
In front of her three-line screen
Adding lines and taking lines away.
Their daughter was drunk off her ass
At a boarding school in Delaware.
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