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Miss Tabitha Devereaux
Poems
Jul 2013
Hands
A pair of hands, smooth as glass
Still now and for always,
burnished and gnarled
skin shiny over ever-bent knuckles.
Held in stark relief on the sheet
that smells faintly of spring,
in this winter room,
my Grandfather's hands stopped moving.
No more to whittle or turn,
the lathes seep their oil
into the sweet, still air
in my Grandfather's shed.
Smoothed wood handles,
worn by love and perfect sense,
songs and whistles linger
sawdust shapes drawn by little fingers.
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Miss Tabitha Devereaux
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