BRACKETS
A sonnet
I’ve rediscovered these – a pair of brackets
Brass, lying loose in our utility room
In this house, they’re something we don’t lack, it’s
Two boys clamber, but their doom’s
To do it in the dark and dust; they climb
At ever easeful play, perhaps adventure
Fixed in brass, their heedless golden time
Is spent intrinsic to the infrastructure
Only dust and darkness to support
Let’s find some polish, screws, a piece of timber
Let them serve a purpose and cavort
If all who carried burdens looked so limber
An honourable shelf, and dare I utter
For things of use and beauty, but no clutter.
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DATE
August 30, 2020 -
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