Their questions are not remarks

Drowsy old men ask too many questions.
They are incomplete like red antique sun
But grandson squints to see he who he is.

Drowsy old men are no eyes for a sunrise.
They do not ask questions of the  mothers
Who they were when they were ,and why.

(After reading Questions Are Remarks , a poem by Wallace Stevens)

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