<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535738" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>1926</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The porchlight coming on again,<br>Early November, the dead leaves<br>Raked in piles, the wicker swing<br>Creaking. Across the lots<br>A phonograph is playing Ja-Da.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An orange moon. I see the lives<br>Of neighbors, mapped and marred<br>Like all the wars ahead, and R.<br>Insane, B. with his throat cut,<br>Fifteen years from now, in Omaha.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I did not know them then.<br>My airedale scratches at the door.<br>And I am back from seeing Milton Sills<br>And Doris Kenyon. Twelve years old.<br>The porchlight coming on again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Weldon+Kees">Weldon Kees</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535738" data-title="1926 de Weldon Kees" data-description="The porchlight coming on again, Early November, the dead leaves Raked in piles, the wicker swing Creaking. Across the lots A phonograph is playing Ja-Da. An orange moon. I see the lives Of neighbors, mapped and marred Like all the wars ahead, and..."></div> </div> </div>

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