When I awoke
a brand new planet
Had been given a name -
this Home I'm in,
it has the same soap suddenly;
so, washing my hands,
I'm thinking Pluto Pluto Pluto,
thrilled,
beside myself.
And then I notice things;
brown coins of age on my face the size of ha'pennies.
An hourglass weeping the future into the past
- and I was a boy.
I cry out now in my bath,
shocked and bereaved again
by not quite seeing us all,
The timescale jumps once more to the past, the succinct reference to his boyhood. The four monosyllabic words need no explanation. They serve to stimulate the reader’s own memories of the past and to identify with the narrator.
Pluto