The Sunday night call with unexpected news. On a week focused on giving thanks, there will be a little sadness. Life's circle. Taken from the poetryfoundation, this one is for Maggie.
A Chair in Snow
BY JANE HIRSHFIELD
A chair in snow
should be
like any other object whited
& rounded
and yet a chair in snow is always sad
more than a bed
more than a hat or house
a chair is shaped for just one thing
to hold
a soul its quick and few bendable
hours
perhaps a king
not to hold snow
not to hold flowers
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