The bed of earth and gravel
\nresembles a giant grave
\nsurrounded by two asphalt driveways
\nand the parking lot at back,
\nslopes upward away from the
\nbusy street and concrete sidewalk.<\/p>\n
It is long and narrow.
\nI almost expect to see a headstone.
\nThere is nothing buried here;
\nthe long clawed arm removed all
\nas a primitive dentist extracts a tooth.<\/p>\n
The brick house, lately The Java House<\/em>, So much is gone: so many vacant lots, Another building falls to demolition. (#947) Continue reading
\nseems reluctant to
\ngive up seventy years of situation,
\nbut sits like a ghostly grandmother
\nhaunting the plot at night.<\/p>\n
\nso much impermanence remains.
\nThe past is lost has gone is dead.
\nThe only regret seems to be held
\nin the ghosts of scattered bricks.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"