came to him in a dream then slid away, kept slipping out of reach down foreign streets while I slept beside him in our bed where my husband, gone more than a decade now, calls to me from time to time, wants help finding his cufflinks, keys.
Ellen Steinbaum is the author of two poetry collections,AfterwordsandContainer Gardening, and a former literary columnist for The Boston Globe. She writes a blog, Reading and Writing and the Occasional Recipe, which can be found at her web site, www.ellensteinbaum.com.
