Susan Lacovara

Rookie - 913 Points (1963 / New York)

Marked 'Yesterdays'


A corrugated box,
Stored high on a shelf
In the basement boiler room
Cobwebbed carton
Keeping slides and slices of me
Memorized
Magically encapsulated
In the pages of a dozen calendars
That are dotted and dashed
With events and appointments
I once attended
Or kept
With the right handed held Sharpie
Initials...S.L. contents
Declaring those days once were mine
To do with as I pleased
Handwritten reminders of birthday' s
Of lover's
When the Yankee would play the Red Sox
When my mother died
When my dentist expected me
To show up with a little courage
When my rent was due
When my beautiful nieces were born
When my heart was broken
When the circus was coming to town
All in a pile, stacks of years lived
Some better than others
Why I saved them
I am not entirely sure
Perhaps to remain myself
Three hundred sixty five days
Though often felt an eternity
Merely just calendar pages

Submitted: Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 13, 2014

Topic of this poem: time


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(03/12/14) finding the old box, revisiting old days, putting it back on the shelf, like a time capsule opened, the heart exposed to all the reflections of years gone by

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  • Rookie - 408 Points Anthony Burkett (3/13/2014 5:04:00 AM)

    Such memories! Well Penned! ! Your lines are the epitome of a soft reflection... the paragon of quiet delight. Though I am apparently not as well organized...I also have a habit of keeping old calendars... strewn here and there like dropped bread crumbs leading me back to days gone by... Coincidence abounds! LOL! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 182 Points Karen Sinclair (3/12/2014 7:29:00 PM)

    I absolutely adore finding things like this. I have part filled calendars or my children my life. The mundane the heartache. What is wrong with me tonight. This grasped my core and had me shedding some. Written with such an easy flow of confidence and honesty. Lovely. Ty oh and grand title :) (Report) Reply

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