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shirtless Member
since 2006-04-29
Posts 359
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IMPERMANENCE it is a photograph of me, eight years old, asleep in the back seat of my uncle’s car; the moon looks in through the open window. I’d been watching the moon as we failed to outdistance it as we sped along the nighttime country road. I would close my eyes and say the alphabet, open them again and again to see the legless moon running beside us; somewhere between A and Z I fell asleep and did not wake until I was 56. my uncle is gone now; the car is rusting into the earth at the back of the farm; the photograph is wrinkled, slightly faded, and I only believe that the boy is the seed of me when I look at the sky through my bedroom window and see that the moon looks older too. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
great to see you posting again...enjoyed this a lot, bringing me back, back, back to those wonderful times of childhood... thank you |
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ladylisa Member
since 2007-04-29
Posts 342Florida USA |
Wow!! I loved this poem. I have spent many nights gazing at that same moon. Takes me right to it again. lis |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
though sad about aging but it is beautiful one. 56 is still a very young age, much younger than moon's. so can't sigh yet. enjoyed |
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