Thirty-Five Years Ago


A Twenty Minutes poem.

Thirty-Five Years Ago


The radio murmurs in the other room
a phone rings far away
there is a smell of dust and the heat
given off by the radiator
painted silver
in the hall.
The phone rings some more
and then the sound cuts off and
someone’s feet are running up the stairs.
The radio program changes
Now it’s some kind of singing
opera, maybe
and the radiator clanks once
Very loudly.
I just can’t concentrate on this book.

Green footstool and living room 8-13 small

Mail art postcard – collage

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