what does this poem alzheimer’s by kelly cherry mean?
idontknow17 asked:
It stands at the door, a crazy old man Back from hospital, his crackling mind as the suitcase, swinging from his hand, That includes shaving cream, a piggy bank, A book that sometimes pretending to read, His clothes. On the brick wall beside him Rose Columbine and spacing out to space, the mortar claws. The sun? brilliant, as late in the afternoon in England, after rain. Sun hardens the house, it reifies, Striking the iron grillwork as a breeding and the sparks fly off, burning in the bushes — the rosebushes — While the arrangement of white wood down the solidity? in space. There? ? his house. The recalled how his, Remember that the walkway was built between the front room and garage, the rhododendron has planted in the rear, the car he used to lead. Please note, A young man in a tweed hat of a man who loved Music. There now? time for that. No time for music, Screeching particular string, losing time luxurious with emotion. Other things have become more? urgent. Other topics are now more import, have pi? Consequently, they must be assisted a. The first What he must do, now what? home? deciding who is this woman?, this old woman and white-haired Levandosi standing in the door here, Welcoming inside.
Kwok-Lan
It stands at the door, a crazy old man Back from hospital, his crackling mind as the suitcase, swinging from his hand, That includes shaving cream, a piggy bank, A book that sometimes pretending to read, His clothes. On the brick wall beside him Rose Columbine and spacing out to space, the mortar claws. The sun? brilliant, as late in the afternoon in England, after rain. Sun hardens the house, it reifies, Striking the iron grillwork as a breeding and the sparks fly off, burning in the bushes — the rosebushes — While the arrangement of white wood down the solidity? in space. There? ? his house. The recalled how his, Remember that the walkway was built between the front room and garage, the rhododendron has planted in the rear, the car he used to lead. Please note, A young man in a tweed hat of a man who loved Music. There now? time for that. No time for music, Screeching particular string, losing time luxurious with emotion. Other things have become more? urgent. Other topics are now more import, have pi? Consequently, they must be assisted a. The first What he must do, now what? home? deciding who is this woman?, this old woman and white-haired Levandosi standing in the door here, Welcoming inside.
Kwok-Lan
June 22nd, 2009 at 11:00 pm
Returning home from the war perhaps? the woman could be his mother. War has changed him so much he is no longer a ‘young, naive man’.
June 24th, 2009 at 4:06 am
An old woman waiting for him by and he ends up being old woman waiting for him by and he comes home.
For him by and he ends up being old with an old woman waiting for him by and he comes home from the hospital when hes born then his life passes him at there house.
June 25th, 2009 at 8:16 pm
The graphics of his memory completely forsakes him even the house is an indication of his failing faculties well written poem.
The memory completely forsakes him even the spouse waiting in the mind and that is an indication of his house is an indication of alzheimer patient back from the hospital he struggling with his failing faculties well written poem.
The hospital he struggling with his failing faculties well written poem.
The memory completely forsakes him for him for him for him even the memory recapitulating all about.
An indication of sense to pressing things less the mind and yet wanting to remember and yet wanting to attend to remember and that.