The Days are No Longer a Matter of Suffering or Rejoicing

Trossbach House, Dameron

Here is a poem for you by Robert Cording (click here for more info.)  

Old Houses

Year after year after year
I have come to love slowly

how old houses hold themselves—

before November’s drizzled rain
or the refreshing light of June—

as if they have all come to agree
that, in time, the days are no longer
a matter of suffering or rejoicing.

I have come to love
how they take on the color of rain or sun
as they go on keeping their vigil

without need of a sign, awaiting nothing

more than the birds that sing from the eaves,
the seizing cold that sounds the rafters.

 Above photo is of the old Trossbach home located in Dameron just past the Post Office and behind Dickie Trossbach’s trailer.  Note the wrap-around porch, tin roofing and the rusted thermometer to the left of the front door.  House is uninhabited but still stands very tall.  As you travel Rt. 235 to Lexington Park from Ridge this is one of the few “old” houses still around.

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