old news

poem on old news

like old oranges;

in dark puddles, out in the city.

like spaghetti, at the old factory.

like most times, and dusty novels.

old news,

like photographs fading in their graves.

Author's Note

whats the big idea? if any...

Reviews

[Kirsty Lee]

You make various references to age. By the way, amazing symbolism with food, but what I felt when I read this does not come near to age. It was more like an understanding of change.

The simplistic knowledge of a simple substance like spaghetti to the colder more complex enterprise of old factories. What went on in factories? Hard labor. Work. Ageless moments. Deaths. It's those moments in time when all memories can come from simple things. Like old fruit. Food. A photograph..faded..you can't quite see it but you remember. You remember everything.

I may be wrong and looking into this the wrong way but all poetry means something different to everyone and this happens to be amazing.

[Pj]

Just like Kalex, I loved the symbolism through the use of food. You made it so that anyone could grasp and connect with the key issues of time and our mortality. The last line: "like photographs fading in their graves." was beautiful. It made me think of a certain detachment from ourselves, as you used a photograph rather than a person and their bones...and I think that most of us don't fully understand our shadow. Anyway that's what I thought :)