Tag: preserves


Peace, Part II

I don't know what you call
the opposite of a land mine
but I found another today.
I was cleaning
and I found a dusty jar of kohlrabi pickles
sealed in the summer just before the war.
I've kept these pickles a long time—
there were days
I wouldn't look …
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Preserves

When I wear my other coat
from time to time
I still find long golden-red hairs
woven in
—I can't help but believe—
by a historic person
with sincere and gentle intention
and if on that particular day I'm feeling
particularly foolish, I'll stop for a moment
to warm my …
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