Coats Poem by Jane Kenyon

Coats

Rating: 5.0


I saw him leaving the hospital
with a woman's coat over his arm.
Clearly she would not need it.
The sunglasses he wore could not
conceal his wet face, his bafflement.

As if in mockery the day was fair,
and the air mild for December. All the same
he had zipped his own coat and tied
the hood under his chin, preparing
for irremediable cold.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Smoky Hoss 10 October 2015

What an amazing view of a, what may seem on the surface, mundane event; a recognition of a much deeper, totally human, unavoidable occurence. Stunning, to say the least.

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Edward Kofi Louis 06 July 2015

Clearly she would not need it. Nice work.

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