Jody Azzouni

Poetry

The life of nostalgia

Originally published in Off the Coast XXI, 1, Winter, 2015
Added 8/21/2018
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The life of nostalgia

Poem | Jody's Notes

 

The snapshot—

like time in a coma:

Back then we are young,

 

but even so the skull still lurks

as cheekbones.

 

Too much, I dwell too much on the ends of things.

Look here instead: the flowers! The trees!

we’re in a playground!

we’re children!

 

(It’s color film: some of this is real.)

 

We sit down together,

old friends that we are now,

wrinkle ourselves into a good mood,

shed lamp on the situation,

try to awaken the past tense into life.