What Dreams may Come in Death's Other Kingdom? My aerobics class went first the season's tickets to the show my heeled shoes my Sunday paper all these are gone now my apartment my ghostly white Buick my evening news my romance novels things fall away like leaves my slow walks around the grocery store my self-tending roses my hat and gloves my tattered diplomas my tea cup collection my church envelopes there is no room any more my black book of phone numbers my summer dresses my painted bed my coffee table doilies my purple umbrella here it rains all the time my Meicin flower vase my figurines my plastic jars for left-overs my hair spray my winter coat my big hefty bags my wallet and my purse there is no need of money now my shower cap my Christmas card collection my medicines and all the rest. What dreams may come in death's other kingdom?
Gary Lehmann's Questions:
This poem is about all the things my aunt Dorothy gave up as she moved from her apartment into an old age home.
Does the list approach work or is it boring?