A Symphony Lost Poem by Donal Mahoney

A Symphony Lost



Harvey at 80
is losing his hearing.
He can’t hear his wife

when she talks,
a symphony lost.
But at dusk

in the garden
alone in a lawn chair
with a glass of iced tea

cubes circling
Harvey can hear
the whippoorwill ask

and the cricket reply
and that’s all the truth
that he needs.

Sunday, October 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: bird,deafness,insect,old age
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