Photograph

Photograph

 

 

a barn

in a quiet, abandoned field

its skeletal remains

tell stories of tired hands

working plows

milking cows

baling hay

 

and then stopping for lunch

when the triangle rings

the wife calls

 

but they are ghosts aren't they?

that barn's use died in 1953

along with the animals

that inhabited those now perforated walls

 

it's leaning

and I lean backwards

to where I once played

in those remains

skeletal creature that

I now am.

 

 

erin-cilberto

11/4/23

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

The photograph reminds that decades have gone. The boy is now an old man, The barn, once in good working order, is now weathered and dilapidated. The poet is feeling his age. Maybe he feels like that old barn sometimes. A beautiful trip down nostalgia lane, looking back to happy childhood memories.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, I do feel dilapidated...My friend took this photo of a barn that is a couple miles from where I live.
I always find old broken down barns interesting as I imagine when it was in full use...
I remember when I was in full use.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

So descriptive of the barn at that point in time and now the poet sees himself fast forwarded into older age. Time waits for no man.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, John,
j.