Old book
Patrick T. Reardon
One-Cent found an
old book covered,
like snow, with dust.
Inside, fields of color.
The sparrow’s courting
dance, the hog settling in.
No traffic at dawn down
Devon to the airport. To
mark his place, he used
an angry Queen of Clubs.
Patrick T. Reardon
12.17.25
This poem originally appeared at Silver Birch Press on 5.13.25
Written by : Patrick T. Reardon
For more than three decades Patrick T. Reardon was an urban affairs writer, a feature writer, a columnist, and an editor for the Chicago Tribune. In 2000 he was one of a team of 50 staff members who won a Pulitzer Prize for explanatory reporting. Now a freelance writer and poet, he has contributed chapters to several books and is the author of Faith Stripped to Its Essence. His website is https://patricktreardon.com/.