Lying in the quiet
I look at my hand.
I stretch the fingers to their full length
and close them again into a fist.
What was it Teacher taught?
twenty-seven bones in this hand of mine.
Or was that the foot?
All glued together by ligaments and tendons.
(I’ve forgotten since seventh grade which does what.)
There are the muscles to move them
and the tangled veins to feed them their blood.
I stretch the fingers to their full length
and close them again into a fist.
Out back, I hear my dog bark at some sound she heard.
How odd it is that I and my hand exist
or my dog and the sound she heard.
All of us made by an unaware Nature
or now absent god.
My father’s hands are thicker
my grandfather’s were longer and stronger
and on his father’s hands I only remember the old-man freckles.
My hands will be bones in a box
for far longer than they will serve me in life.
All of its lasts achieved.
I wish the bones could tell me
When these lasts will come.
Some whisper or tingling warning.
It is the last time you will
help Grandma out of her chair.
It is the last time you will
hammer a nail — after it, you’ll build nothing more
It is the last time you will
scratch your head, drive a car, touch a woman’s cheek — touch THIS woman’s smile.
Pay attention to now, fool!
It is the last time you will scratch a pen across paper
to write your clumsy words that will go unread.
All of the lasts are growing nearer
some have passed already.
They come in secret
only seen over the shoulder.
I should listen to the wisdom of the Stoics
since my bones aren’t talking.
Forget what I want
to think instead of what can be lost
so I can love what I have.
Spare a thought for the last time
each time.
Is it this time?
If not, it’s one tick closer to the last.
(Sometimes, there’s not time to make it rhyme.)
Savor it.
Soak it up
before these bones are in the box
they will know far longer than life.
About the Creator
Otis Adams
Otis Adams is an essayist, fiction writer, and poet. He enjoys and writes about chess, boxing, and television history.
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