Morning Questions

"I know
coppers get younger but when did they
get so threatening?"

- Yes, exactly.

"What strange land has replaced my home?"

- Yes, again. It's not fair. (I'm trying to make it sound funny but I mean it too.)

"Who took down the mirrors? Removed the view?"

A really good - what? Image? Extension? Hyperbole? But great anyway.

This is a seriously good poem, I feel. Perhaps you have to be old to appreciate it - or, at least, at that age when you're not old really but everything gets younger all around you.

"Why must I move on? Where to?"

Exactly.

I'll be coming back for more of this one, I think. (If poets have to search for a voice, I think you've found yours.)

- polynices

i do

so enjoy your poetry friday. I got a real feel for it. Although I do not understand aging in this sense, I catch the emotion--a sense of loss. I can only liken it to going from childhood to womanhood. In fact, you just gave me an idea for my own take on this poem!

The loss of innocence, as opposed to the loss of youth.

and...to me you are a man of youthful emotion willing to share those feelings.

Nice.