The Steps, a poem by Clive Grewcock at

The Steps

The Steps

written by: Clive Grewcock


A snapshot fell
to the kitchen floor.

A tumbling child
landing askew on the ground.

Faded yet unharmed on its surface.
He must be six or seven at the time –

the moment his photograph was taken.
I am guessing the 1940s.

What is he doing standing
at the top of the steps?

Are you coming to
or going from,

or simply waiting
for a return?

I wonder if you have been left behind
on the step.

You appear lonely, yet
familiar with the situation.

This place atop the steps and
looking up from the kitchen floor.

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