Need help with title? The noun Can. I am struggling to make it readable and understandable with the word "Can" This is double-spacing on me.....again. Todd, if you can fix it, I'd so appreciate it. Trying to go beyond an image. Trying couplets with free verse like Donald Hall. Thanks, guys. Any feedback would be helpful.
Thoughts During a Trip to the Trash Can
I maneuver around pockets of mud puddles,
carrying a bulging white bag to a green can.
Inside the bag, clinking and clattering,
something stinks to the highest heaven.
What grabs my eyes at the open-mouthed can
is litter: wadded foil, wet papers, worn wrappers.
Trash, everywhere—clawed and scattered
from other bags. A coon, always a coon.
This trash can takes what we no longer want
and lets the coon take whatever he needs.
One day, the trash trip will stop for you and me.
Not sure if I will quit before you or if you
will leave me behind to do it alone, but the can
will go on, holding onto her job. Then,
I wonder who will value the can for embracing
the bags with the gentleness of a mother.
Thoughts During a Trip to the Trash Can
I maneuver around pockets of mud puddles,
carrying a bulging white bag to a green can.
Inside the bag, clinking and clattering,
something stinks to the highest heaven.
What grabs my eyes at the open-mouthed can
is litter: wadded foil, wet papers, worn wrappers.
Trash, everywhere—clawed and scattered
from other bags. A coon, always a coon.
This trash can takes what we no longer want
and lets the coon take whatever he needs.
One day, the trash trip will stop for you and me.
Not sure if I will quit before you or if you
will leave me behind to do it alone, but the can
will go on, holding onto her job. Then,
I wonder who will value the can for embracing
the bags with the gentleness of a mother.