How Things Are by Kim McMechan

Paper Sun by Kim McMechan

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How Things Are
by Kim McMechan

Album: Paper Sun

Mid-summer with the doors all open.
I forgot to take out the trash again.
The new white curtains I bought on Tuesday
blow into the empty room.
The peas and parsley, they died an early death
and the tomatoes look anemic on the vine.
But I've got daisies by the dozen
and Snapdragons by the wall.

This is how things are.
The empty swing set in the back yard.
The Maples holding all the light.

I planted fire-red Poppies in April.
Left for a week and they wilted.
You are gone again, but coming home soon
and I watch the half-moon climb.

This is how things are.
From here I see three stars
and someone's voice floats across the dark.

Mid-summer with the doors all open.
A grey moth flickers at the lamp on the wall.
I wonder when we'll go out walking.
Maybe when August rolls along.

This is how things are.
The crooked swing set in the back yard.
The Maples holding all the light.