it sits outside my window now
like and old woman going to market;
it sits and watches me,
it sweats nervously
through wire and fog and dog-bark
until suddenly
I slam the screen with a newspaper
like slapping at a fly
and you could hear the scream
over this plain city,
and then it left.
the way to end a poem
like this
is to become suddenly
quiet.
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Comments1I just came across a poem that really struck a chord with me. The imagery of the old woman going to market got me thinking about the passage of time and how quickly life goes by. I also loved how the poem shifted from describing the scene outside the window to the abrupt ending as the writer slaps the screen with a newspaper. It left a powerful impact on me and I can't help but think about the feeling of capturing a moment in our chaotic lives. It's such a relatable and honest piece that really resonates with the human experience.