email to Catherine

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C. Buchanan

I Google Mapped your house tonight, satellite view,

and zoomed in as far as I could, a virtual fly-over

wagging my imaginary wings.

Strange world we live in.

 

Does isolation breed the past?

With the present stalled in its tracks

and the future a black hole, we go wandering

through the doors we never locked behind us.

 

True anonymity is to die in a plague.

Culture steam-shoveled into a common grave.

No chorus left to sing our hallelujah.

Your house from the sky is dark at night,

but on Google Maps the past sun never sets,

that truck in the drive you sold two years ago.

4 thoughts on “email to Catherine

  1. I don’t know who Catherine is, but your poem really spoke to me. Thanks.

    I hope you and Connie are weathering this pandemic storm without too much difficulty

    Stay safe and be well

    Ann

    On Wed, May 6, 2020, 10:45 PM John Enright: Reality Salad wrote:

    > John Enright posted: ” I Google Mapped your house tonight, satellite view, > and zoomed in as far as I could, a virtual fly-over wagging my imaginary > wings. Strange world we live in. Does isolation breed the past? With the > present stalled in its tracks and the future a bl” >

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  2. Thank you my long lost friend. And for all those times in American Samoa where we laughed with reckless abandon at your kitchen table. You and Connie, good and wannabe musicians and writers, performing in all our drunken splendor. In your kitchen nobody felt anonymous. I’m so glad for your words.

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