Since Hanna Moved Away

The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
At least it sure feels like that
Since Hanna moved away.

Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes.
December's come to stay.
They've taken back the Mays and Junes
Since Hanna moved away.

Flowers smell like halibut.
Velvet feels like hay.
Every handsome dog's a mutt
Since Hanna moved away.

Nothing's fun to laugh about.
Nothing's fun to play.
They call me, but I won't come out
Since Hanna moved away.

by Judith Viorst

Comments (13)

Loved the poem.
(Since Hanna Moved Away - Poem by Judith Viorst.) **Love the title, format and style. Has a nice ring.
Sweet Poem of sadness.
I've never read a poem about how agonizing it could be for child to lost their best friend, so I give her credit for originality. However, as with many modern poets, I don't understand how they can be so satisfied with mediocrity. I guess it is from the perspective of a kid, so it's supposed to be simplistic, but still. It just bothers me the way modern art bothers me. Why with the technology we have, online dictionaries, online rhyming dictionaries, millions of poems at your disposal, endless resources etc. does poetry not regress in technical skill, but only get better and better. Why is there not a hundred new Shakespeares? Are the Shakespeares out there but we just ignore them to celebrate mediocrity instead? If yes, why?
Hats off to the poet for such a brilliant poem. This shows us the extent of void created by the absence of someone near and dear one like Hanna. Simply heart touching.
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