Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Today's poem - The Last Uncle by Linda Pastan

The Last Uncle
by Linda Pastan

The last uncle is pushing off
in his funeral skiff (the usual
black limo) having locked
the doors behind him
on a whole generation.

And look, we are the elders now
with our torn scraps
of history, alone
on the mapless shore
of this raw, new century.

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