Thursday, April 26, 2012
One of my 30 for 30 - "Poem a Day" for April: Sitting in Ellen's Office Sitting in Ellen's office, I find remnants of her pre-retirement days. A pair of tortise shell reading glasses tucked askew at the back of a drawer. Did she think she wouldn't be reading once she retired? Or did she just have to so many pairs they are like sticks of chewing gum used and thrown away. I am a pale imitation - a shadow sitting behind her desk I see out the dusty window, clouds and foggy trees. I take a chair out of the office so it won't feel so crowded. But in reality, the ghosts of those before me keep the office full.