' ' ' ' Ah Where Are The Newspapers Of Yesterday? Poem by Dónall Dempsey
' ' ' ' Ah Where Are The Newspapers Of Yesterday?
We chased
yesterday’s news
all over
the grass
laughed
as the old newspapers
ran this
way & that
“kites
without strings”
We pretended them.
Just add wind
& presto...fun!
We were easily pleased.
Later, when the wind
was having a rest
& the papers
lay exhausted
panting at our feet
we decided
to play
“blankets”
tucking ourselves
up in
yesterday’s news.
I had the soccer section
all over me.
You had taken
all the headlines.
We falling
asleep hand in hand.
You, my first girlfriend.
I, your first boyfriend.
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4/25/2024 5:57:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I have read once, that there is nothing older than the newspaper from yesterday :) , so that I think it is a very good metaphor for the past, which seems to be close but it is already far away - only images and words left to fade....