” The old lady sat

       on her side porch stoop

With a snack and a book

      in the sun

Which was low in the sky

      burning hot on her calves

so the lap cloth she moved

     ’til it hung

Just below both her knees

      shading ankles and feet

Which she tucked underneath

       her chair;

Then a bee smelled the ginger

      ‘tween thumb and finger

And, her afternoon read

      was done. “








© 6/17/2020 Ruth Ann Scanzillo.    p.s. Homage to “The 100 Year Old Man….”  by Jonas Jonasson — a truly hilarious read.




9 thoughts on ““CHAPTER ONE.”

      1. I don’t know, often I find when you try to turn something good into something great, it spoils the original? It sounds like a good idea, maybe try it and see? Maybe try to keep both the bee and the final chair somehow? 🙂

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          1. Well rules don’t really matter do they? I think as it is, it ends with the bee and its quite quaint, whereas if it ended with an empty chair, it suggests something altogether more serious to do with mortality – changing the whole meaning. Maybe you should wait and rewrite it in another say – 30 – 40 years?

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