For December's Poem of the Month, I have chosen the poem  No World At All by Frank Gillougley
It is taken from his collection Notes from the Life of a Wall Dweller


Driving through Corsica with friends,
late one night in February 1984,
we listened to the car radio, tuning
across a cacophony of French and Italian DJ’s
fading in and out of the ether.

Almost thirty years later, just as if it was then,
I am still comforted by the memory of the sound
of radio waves bouncing across the Mediterranean:
The sound of many worlds and of no world at all.
We sailed to Livorno the following day