From Tear Water Tea
The action of giving turns out
to be a gesture for making a deal
the promise of discount, save or Be Saved.
I gather what I can
listen for insights from passing chatter
squint the world into a spin.
An elderly couple walk side by side
a tassel of her shawl caught in his cufflink
well-dressed for this time of day.
I roll the image between finger and thumb:
the cufflinks, the shawl the slow pace of their walk
spin the world into a gilded string.
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3 thoughts on “Tuesday Poem – Tassel”
lovely and oh, i love the pics too
Mmmm, really love this: the close observation here, the quiet and connectedness of it.
Enjoyed your poem. Say hello to Roger Steele for me. He’s a legend and an old pal of mine.