(for Jennifer)
The woman I love is in love with Haney
Hardware. She loves to see rows of screws
slightly out of line like good art. She loves
to hold and guess the weight of common nails.
The woman I love loves to sniff around
pine oils and oak stains, to hear the racket
of washers dropped into tin bins. She loves
to rub sandpaper across her bare shoulder.
The woman I love loves the way Mr. Haney
looks up at her when she climbs the ladder
to reach the paint brushes on the top shelf
and how when she stands close to watch him cut
a hank of rope, he takes off his glasses
to glance at her list of home repairs
Adore this poem, Jim!
It is cute, quirky, and has a subtle but strong love story not even contained in this specific narrative.
best,
J
The power of observation is a poet’s power over words and subjects.
What a fun read, especially with the title and last couple of words.
Yes to all of the above, and to the celebration of the many ways we love each other by letting go!
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97200 500366The subsequent time I read a weblog, I hope that it doesnt disappoint me as a good deal as this one. I mean, I know it was my option to read, but I truly thought youd have something attention-grabbing to say. All I hear can be a bunch of whining about something which you possibly can repair ought to you werent too busy on the lookout for attention. 149806
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