The poem reflects on the speaker's nostalgic connection to a ten-foot length of drainage pipe left in a field. As the speaker grows older, they find comfort in sitting inside it, allowing them to revisit memories of mid-June filled with sensory details like the smell of beer. The poem suggests that while one cannot truly return to the past, the act of remembering and revisiting familiar places can evoke powerful emotions and reflections, bringing back the essence of those moments despite the passage of time.
I never thought of it much those days but, older now, I like to sit inside.
It's said you can't return again to that endless letting out.
But every time I travel through the ten feet I am here.
I can stay for a moon minute with the sunset smell of beer.
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