melvin’s country store…

melvin's general store

odd little place
nestled
among
ohio’s hills
a general store
ran
by
the appearance
of
its owner
for
decades
upon
decades
as would be expected
everything
you might fancy
was
available
some things
i hadn’t seen
since
my youth
were
readily available
enamored
by
this relic of time
and
its owner
i asked
to take his photo
he said
most certainly
but said
just one moment
he went
into
another room
i noticed him
slicking down his hair
for
the picture
i
also noticed
a calendar
with
days x-ed out
after
taking his portrait
i
inquired
about the calendar
he said
i’m marking the days
till
my death
curious
i inquired
when might that be
he said
i don’t know
the marks
are to remind me
to celebrate
each day
as if
the
last

a question of taste…

Tam O'Shanter and the Witches by Artist John Faed (1892)

i’ve begun
to wonder
about the difference
between
celebrating life
and
being
desperate for life
both wish
to savour
the flavors
on life’s table
and to drink
deeply from
the chalice
of gaiety
but one seems
a connoisseur
and the other
a hungry pauper
which
are
you