Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Apartmaent Living

I've lived in apartments about half my life, counting early married years and (to stretch it a bit)  college dorm life.  I'm currently on the the ground floor of an H-shaped, three-story apartment complex with about 150 apartments. I know very of the residents and only those near me by name. I wrote about a poem about a current phenomenon where I live. This is the first verse.

When my radio alarm wakes me
the peson above me gets out of bed.
His or her footsteps go into the bathroom
With me. I hear the water running.
We walk into the kitchen together,
Crows announce their morning itinery
As gulls and geese arrive loudly.
I don't know if the person upstairs hears
Or turns on the TV for the news.
I hear only footsteps, never voices.
Many nights we go to bed at the same time.
I've never met him or her -- or is it them?

I go on to say apartment living suits me.  I like my own space and  freedom of movement although for many other years I lived with people -- my parents, of course and then my husband an kids. I think of living alone as an English garden with cultivated and wild flower and many tiny creatures; into which I sometimes invite visitors.

8 comments:

Kass said...

I like your poem and sentiments, especially walking to the kitchen TOGETHER.

June Calender said...

Hi, Kass nice to hear from you. I'm glad you like the poem. And thanks for stoppingby.

FOLKWAYS NOTEBOOK said...

June -- beautifully written. I have lived alone for some time and I absolutely love it. It is like a garden only mine is not cultivated -- just wild. Each phase of a life is different and each has its merits. Great post! -- barbara

June Calender said...

Thanks, Barbara, being alone is not at all being lonely. Many people do not understand that.

Jonas said...

I found this entry charming.

June Calender said...

Thanks, Jonas. I've been watching your blog and hoping you are well.

Ladydy5 aka: Diane Yates said...

I like it! I like it! Neat illustration too.

June Calender said...

Thanks, Dy. I had to search a bit for the illustrationg.