Sunday, March 15, 2009

With apologies to William Carlos Williams

I did not steal your grandmother’s silver iced-tea spoons
but I do have them. 
They were in the box you packed and placed with mine. 
I’ve kept them, along with the lipped saucepan you loved so much.
I love it too. When you’re dead,
I will hang the spoons from fishing wire 
and listen to them chime.

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