side door by tom clausen 30 Monday Mar 2015 Posted by Tom Clausen in poems and photos ≈ Leave a comment Tagsdoors, Finger Lakes, New York State, Ovid, photography, poetry, reflections, Seneca Lake, weathered wood, weathering droning plane fades out… how little difference it makes what age I am the roofcaved inbut the door closed and locked… Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related