family reconfigured

My brother and his wife are gone now—
my sister and her family.
Their rooms in the house empty.

When the house was full,
I liked it quiet (early—late)
or empty (between things),
but now that it’s so much emptier and more quiet,
I miss the noisiness of that fullness!

I like the quiet within the assurance of fullness—
the quiet within the noise,
not the quiet that’s the absence of noise.

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