Do not review the catalog
and mourn it’s not you or yours
—don’t mourn the photograph—
but see the things around you,
the wagon with one wheel,
the door on its last hinge,
broken skis and fishing poles:
imagine how sleds could be,
cascading down slate hills, or
what adventures await the salvage
of a stubborn creativity.
December 2020
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