POEM: the handmaiden
7/30/2005 09:31:00 PM drutake down a moment,
see if it is heavy after dusting it off…
take a moment down that is packed—
see the million ways it exists
within the jar you have in your hands…
look now toward when you open it—
after seeing it on the table
on which is placed the heaviest weight…
take a moment out of a jar
see the image turn to vapor…
make a new moment,
see to it that it also is
bottled,
dated,
and stored...
walk away as you will,
see that you don't look back
you will see it when you are
ready
labeled
and scared...
for there is only so much room in this pantry
and as we go through those old jars for clues—
to moments lost,
gone
wrong
and fading...
and as these moments are regained...
opening jars, let the smell enter your nose,
envelope
overwhelm
and then dissapate...
for this is all.
- klaus andrews

1 comments
This is a very nice poem. I think I will
ReplyDeletevisit again. (smile)
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