I think about you driving home
along roads as romantic as dreams
fortified by a night on the town.
You probably see stars
through a tangle of trees,
like that picture by Georgia O’Keeffe.
I think about you driving home
in a downpour,
when the wind, drunk with eucalyptus,
hums when it hits you.

Dorothea Grossman, “I Think About You”

Dorothea Grossman died on May 6th, 2012 and I’m so sad to just find out about it now :(. Her last book was published on June 1st and it is probably the only book of her poetry that you will ever easily find online. you can purchase it here.