THE OLD PEOPLE By Ted Kooser Pantcuffs rolled, and in old - TopicsExpress



          

THE OLD PEOPLE By Ted Kooser Pantcuffs rolled, and in old shoes, they stumble over the rocks and wade out into a cold river of shadows far from fire, so far that its warmth no longer reaches them. And its light (but for the sparks in their eyes when they chance to look back) scarcely brushes their faces. Their ears are full of night: rustle of black leaves against a starless sky. Sometimes they hear us calling, and sometimes they don’t. They are not searching for anything much, nor are they much in need of finding something new. They are feeling their way out into the night, letting their eyes adjust to the future.
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 16:31:08 +0000

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