Untitled ("I hear chimes on the porches")

The speaker hears old porch chimes and mothers praying for trained killers to return home, then says a secret is taking people to the last place they can find.

The speaker puts household sound beside a harsh description of people awaited at home. The page does not identify a war, verify the porches' age or explain the secret.

The poem says 'I hear chimes on the porches / that are three hundred years old', 'I hear the mother's pray / for their trained killers / to come home', and ends 'The secret is taking us / to the last place / we can find'.

Old porches and prayers for soldiers' return give the poem a quiet dread. The age of the porches and the 'trained killers' are the poem's terms, not verified claims.