Demolition
Day
still seeing curtains
starched and blowing
the boarded windows
littered asphalt
the blue-white hydrangeas
just a memory
waves of dust rise
with the crumbling house
faded snapshots
"I'm home, I'm home"
a child calls from down the street
I look back
Bottle Rockets,
spring 2004
6 comments:
A lovely sequence, and that last line is a heartbreaker.
Thanks, Bill.
Actually, the house was not demolished, although it was scheduled to be. It had been used by squatters and crack addicts and was declared unsafe. The house got a reprieve,however. Three years later it not only was still standing, but someone had done a lot of work in repairing it. It looked lived in, not the house I remember, but still a house with a family.
Adelaide
Enjoyed your sequence, and I agree about that last line. Glad your house wasn't demolished.
J.
P.S. I kept getting a failure notice when I tried to send you a TSA announcement the other day (using the email address I was given). You might want to contact Kathabela to double-check that she has the correct address for you.
Thanks, Janet.
I sent Kathabella an e-mail with my e-mail address.
Adelaide
lovely sequence; Warm wishes on St Valentine's Day
much love...
Thanks, Gillena. I've been without a computer for over a week. just got it back today and have a lot of catching up to do.
Adelaide
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