Uncorked

I'll never meet Cronkite,
Monroe, Garbo, Einstein, Epstein,
Bogart, Newman,Truman, but
wish I knew what they knew,
known?
wished I'd known,

tenses and I pretend I know them
but
I haven't got a clue as if you
the last of yesterday
know or knew them too.

All the famous folk
they're gone into that sepia
we see in faded photographs,

no one here today to match them,
I
watch them play on Pathe,
inflight movies on the Cathay
line
even after all this time
they still shine bright 
for me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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