January 1st, 2013

On a beautiful winter day, with the days growing longer

Now to clean the toolshed, with doors from one closed

therapeutic community, and steel cabinet from another.

We had a piano from a third, but it came with a mouse;

whose grandchildren many times over still build nests,

having forgotten the therapeutic home of their ancestors,

in the steel cabinet, and among the rusting tools.

 

([For Neill])

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