Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Broken Saucer

Our friends threw a party for us on our 25th wedding anniversary in 1980.
They got us an engraved silver plate and someone
also gave us this single cup with saucer.
I think we drank some champagne, , ,
For many years the plate sat on a bookcase in the front hall for outgoing or incoming mail.
I can't remember why, but it is no longer there; I don't know where it is.
 The other day I found the cup and saucer in a cupboard in the laundry
with the "good" (never used) dishes. 
I left it out to show Karen when she came over to visit.
And the next morning I knocked it off the table. So now I just have the cup;
it's too small to drink out of or plant anything in,
And it is almost too cute to throw away . . .
The rectangles in the photo are California blue skies
through the roof slats of the deck on the polished kitchen granite.

Putting Things in Proportion

The tree must be
bigger than
the house, the
doors of which
must fix upon
a width proportionate
to people. Objects
in the rooms
must coexist.
A kettle can't
be bigger than
a table. Interiors
must fit inside
in general. With
spaces left besides.
Swift justice to
rogue sizes, is what
we say---we have to
say. No one can
get along the
other way.

Kay Ryan

Erratic Facts, Grove Press, Oct. 2015,
Kindle  location 229.

Your task: write a poem in very short lines about something
that seems obcious to you, but is a never-discussed fact.

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