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By Howard Nemerov Illuminated by Anthony Herron The house is so quiet now The vacuum cleaner sulks in the corner closet  Its bag limp as a stopped lung its mouth        Grinning into the floor maybe at my ID: 299775

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Slide1

The vacuum

By: Howard NemerovIlluminated by: Anthony HerronSlide2

The house is so quiet nowSlide3

The vacuum cleaner sulks in the corner closet, Slide4

Its

bag limp as a stopped lung, its mouth

   Slide5

  

Grinning into the floor, maybe at mySlide6

Slovenly life, my dog-dead youth.Slide7

I’ve lived this way long enough,

But when my old woman died her soulSlide8

Went into that vacuum cleaner, and I can’t bearSlide9

To see the bag swell like a belly, eating the dust   

And the woolen mice, and begin to howlSlide10

Because there is old filth everywhereSlide11

She used to crawl, in the corner and under the stair.

 Slide12

 

I know now how life is cheap as dirt,   

And still the hungry, angry heart   

Hangs on and howls, biting at air.Slide13

The house is so quiet now

The vacuum cleaner sulks in the corner closet,   Its bag limp as a stopped lung, its mouth   Grinning into the floor, maybe at my

Slovenly life, my dog-dead youth.

I’ve lived this way long enough,

But when my old woman died her soul

Went into that vacuum cleaner, and I can’t bear   

To see the bag swell like a belly, eating the dust   

And the woolen mice, and begin to howl

Because there is old filth everywhere

She used to crawl, in the corner and under the stair.   

I know now how life is cheap as dirt,   

And still the hungry, angry heart   

Hangs on and howls, biting at air.