Above the Cupboard

These wooden chairs rest 
empty on the landing above 

the door. As if the former

sentinels had been called

to study or refill their eyes 

with shaded light for here

the pose is easy tilt, off the ground

slatted backs and the land scape 

of four or more 

for dinner in the dimming

light, skies reflected where 

no one can find them for looking 

not up but in, to this endless rope of seek 

and hide. Children playing train indoors.