Suburban Silence

Marc Chagall

In the suburban semi silence she sat

Half numb

Half trying

To remember

The sounds

Of something forgotten

Half forgotten

Just in reach

The pen

The pencil

And eraser

Of  time

Half remembered

Pity.

Or Grace

Its presence precious

as the day…

She recalls the water

Flowing wildly from rocks

Beginning and end

The laughter of friends.