(I am participating in National/Global Poetry Month as I continue to write small poems each morning. – Kevin)
Day Four: Empty Classroom Still Life
I am here
wandering through this Still Life –
this classroom, our community,
this place of connection and caring,
this school, where we gathered together –my eyes catch the vacancy:
a scene, frozen
in abandoned books
in scattered pencils
in forgotten papers
in steel chairs leaning
at odd angles against uneven desks
and in chatter, too, all your words like
ghost images still languishing on airyou should be here, too
All this and more, we left behind
on that Friday, the 13th of March,
in the year of the Great Pandemic,
this visual sculpture before me
just another unlucky reminder
of what our world was
before it was notI leave it behind
Peace (filling in the empty spaces),
Kevin
Wow Kevin! Such a wonderful capture of that eerie scene. I love: and in chatter, too, all your words like
ghost images still languishing on air
Kevin, you give the surreal an image we can understand. Thank you.