Hannah

Two dormers and three chimneys

Standing guard

Protecting Hannah

From the outside world

She sits at the edge of the bed

Staring at the threadbare carpet

Staring at the dull grey floorboards

Trying to see antiquities

In the room below.

Where Aunt Margaret

Watches television

She cannot hear

With images she no longer understands

Gets up in time

To remove the tea kettle

That calls her by name and intuition.

Old Bud

He just sits on the downtown stoop

In his undershirt

Remembering.