Poem: As an Old Man Who Sleeps Standing Up

Dorothea Lange man leaning against vacant store
Photo credit: Dorothea Lange, Man leaning against vacant store

His eyes close

As if he prays

Corners of his mouth

Move as a young cat

Dreams of suckling

Does his faith send a

Request to his god

Or does he dream.

A tear falls from the

Outside corner

Lands on his collar

No—it’s sweat,

A drop from his hair.

Old man is like a babe

Resting in a crib

Constructed by days

Of hard labor

Hammered by nights

With jarred hooch

Published by

Shannon Laws

Shannon P. Laws, born in Seattle, Washington, lives and writes in the Pacific Northwest. Author of three poetry books, "Madrona Grove", "Odd Little Things", and "Fallen" and an audiobook of her select mid-life dating satire poems, "You Love Me, Your Love Me Not". For seven years she produced award-winning community radio programs that promoted the PNW music/art community. Shannon's other interests include operating her voice-over company, Chickadee Productions, and Poetry Club. Since 2015 Poetry Club is dedicated to the neighborhood discussion and sharing of poetry.

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