L'aura del Campo

Sidewalks

Sidewalks

Where do sidewalks go when there is no one left to walk them.

When the poor have left town in search of work.
When the hungry and homeless huddle by doors.
When the winter-bound do not venture away from hearths.
When snow-birds seek sunnier sidewalks down south.

What of Pompeii ... once covered in ash.
What of Atlantis ... leagues under water.

What sidewalks will miss us when we too have passed.

© Kåre Enga [17.mars.2017]

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Note: inspired by a poem of Rolf Jakobsen.