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By Andrea Hollander b. 1947 Andrea Hollander
Long after I married you, I found myself
in his city and heard him call my name.
Each of us amazed, we headed to the café
we used to haunt in our days together.
We sat by a window across the paneled room
from the table that had witnessed hours
of our clipped voices and sharp silences.
Instead of coffee, my old habit in those days,
I ordered hot chocolate, your drink,
dark and dense the way you take it,
without the swirl of frothy cream I like.
He told me of his troubled marriage, his two
difficult daughters, their spiteful mother, how
she’d tricked him and turned into someone
he didn’t really know. I listened and listened,
glad all over again to be rid of him, and sipped
the thick, brown sweetness slowly as I could,
licking my lips, making it last.

Copyright © 2011 by Andrea Hollander from her most recent book of poems, Landscape with Female Figure: new and selected poems, 1982-2012 (Autumn House Press, 2013).

Source: Landscape with Female Figure: New and Selected Poems, 1982-2012 (Autumn House Press, 2013)

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Andrea Hollander was born in Berlin, Germany, to American parents and raised in the United States. She earned a BS in English and education from Boston University and an MA in comparative literature and oral interpretation from the University of Colorado. Her poetry collections include the Nicholas Roerich Poetry Prize–winning House without a Dreamer (1993), The Other Life (2001), Woman in the Painting (2006), and Landscape with . . .

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