Total Recall

Your mirror no longer recognises you
as you stare in vain at it
hoping to jog its memory;
the face your mirror chooses to reflect
wants nothing more to do with you;
the mirror remembers you only as you were,
recalling those bright shining moments
of lucidity and strength;
You remember nothing of those now
and the mirror won't remind you
of any of them;
Struggling to traverse the empty expanse of meaning,
you ponder how it ever came to be so;
how the mirror aeons ago chose
to no longer chase and retrieve that
which you let slip from your grasp;
You and the mirror both now wait,
for the return of the Prodigal,
in vain.

poem by Louis Kasatkin
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Daily Routine

Every evening at 5.09
he leaves the office,
takes the streetcar
into town,
goes for a stroll
down to the park
by the canal,
there he sits
on the bench nearest
the ornate water fountain;
He dreams,
of a lost childhood
long summers ago
by the sea,
days filled with singing,
laughing and
crying;
Crying now,
the little girl
by the fountain

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poem by Louis Kasatkin
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