The Sixth Age

Dust motes falling in silence

Sun slanting through afternoon

Clock hands unmoving

 

Neighbors driving straight into their garages

Ice cream truck passing by, street echoing

empty where children once played

 

Piano stool vacant

Framed photos fading

Mirrors, unwanted, turned to the wall

 

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32 thoughts on “The Sixth Age

  1. I saw in one of your comments that you wrote about “Tearwater tea”…is it possible that I am not the only person in the world who read and loved Arnold Lobel’s “Owl at Home?” was that…1975? Yikes.

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    1. Arnold Lobel’s works are genius. Funny and poignant. That tearwater tea story made such an impression on me as a kid…it has stuck with me all these years. I felt so sorry for that poor lost spoon behind the stove! I’m glad someone knew what I was talking about. 🙂

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