The Last Post
I have just washed up the plates.
The water gurgles down the sinkhole.
I lift my head and see the postal worker,
delivering a pain-stricken stare
to the concrete pavement.
By the end of 2025, no more letters.
A 90% decline in volumes.
Like pigeon post —
we have been here before.
He digs into his mail sack,
takes out a solitary envelope for no.9,
and slips it through her box.
Letter writing has become an inanity.
We have lived here a long time.
Under the mottled clouds
the sun’s pallor barely gives light,
as he saunters out of the cul-de-sac,
a relic of the past.
I might not ever see him again.
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Denmark’s state-run postal service, PostNord, is to end all letter deliveries at the end of 2025, citing a 90% decline in letter volumes since the start of the century
