My Brother, Age 14
He carried the garbage can
out the door
with one hand.
He never spoke a word
or sighed
like I did when I was his age.
...August 2003
posted by Elizabeth @ 4:24 PM
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out the door
with one hand.
He never spoke a word
or sighed
like I did when I was his age.
...August 2003
1 Comments:
You convey a great deal with so few words. There is the implication that if the poem were about you, it would contain far more words. He is effortless, spartan, needing only one hand to carry the bag.
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