Edited and introduced by Wesley McNair, Maine poet laureate.
This week’s favorite entry from a past column comes from Amy Chapman of Greenwood, who writes that Patricia Ranzoni’s poem about an abandoned farmhouse brings her old neighbors back to life. “As long as they are preserved in her words,” Chapman says. “their sheer white curtains and their everyday lives are still present there.”
The Old Gross Place
By Patricia Ranzoni
Across the road the
old dairy is an apparition.
Not haunted so much as
that it is, itself, a ghost.
When I go for mail, Hazel
is not in the kitchen.
Mary is not upstairs, Tom
not in his chair
by the window. White sheers
are an absence I prom-
ise to remember.
One could watch forever
and never see them again.
Search clean through
those waving old panes
front to back, not a soul
not even a stick of their
furniture
to rest wavy eyes
on. Why a neighbor
can look clear through
that thinning house
all the way to heaven.
Take Heart: A Conversation in Poetry is produced in collaboration with the Maine Writers & Publishers Alliance. Poem copyright © 2000 Patricia Ranzoni. Reprinted from “Settling,” Puckerbrush Press, 2000, by permission of Patricia Ranzoni.
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