Requiem

Originally posted Sept 2012

oldmainer

A few years ago, we moved back to a little town in southern Maine, not too far from the old mill towns of Lewiston and Auburn.  I have visited the area often and am fascinated by the old mill buildings that still stand, mostly abandoned or converted to other uses.  Even in various stages of decay, they still speak to me of a time when they were the heart of a small town.  That is why I wrote Requiem,

They stand alone in stark contrast to their surroundings.  Derelict, they speak of a time past, when they played a role in, no, were the heart of the community.  Gone is the smoke filled air, billowing from the monolithic chimneys, spewing the acrid smell of wood and coal fired burners.  Gone is the cacophonous sound of the belt driven machines, never pausing, providing the textiles, the shoes, and the lumber for a…

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About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer .wordpress.com as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.
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