Thursday, May 5, 2011

A Poem

On Moving Day


Our new house is sturdy

The old white molding thick lining

Each floor, window, door

The wooden boards can take a beating,

They have proven hard

These radiators heated many winters and will heat ours

The porcelain tub will hold our washing

As it has a hundred years.


And it is good this house is sturdy, for

A flimsy house could not hold

What will happen here—

What happens when we invite our friends

To let their shoulders down, truly

In a beautiful and complicated world.


This house can host what’s hard so

I will not ask for easy.