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Fb moderated poetry group does not allow me to replace the image appended to my own poem?
Ply poem as revised for this morning’s image is :
Water Closet Basin
René s’installe dans une cheminée;
Descartes sits in a cabinet.
There is no poem
in that peculiar procedure
of making varnished plywood
(good one side)
bathroom cabinets,
kitchen cupboards,
pantry cabinets,
linen closets.
Let the hinge pins show
— visible brass —
wood grain be a most liquid syrup
as if pine sap ever poured,
shamelessly dripping amber
into pans of caramel.
That carpenter is a “wood butcher”
my father is saying to my uncle,
his brother, my mother’s
sister’s husband …
Varnish is not enough:
poems are not millwork.
Shellac seals the pores.
Swing open those doors —
Now.
Look up,
under the sink:
nothing hinges upon it.
(paint may have dripped:
no one bothers to paint
up under the wide cheeks
of double basins)
© 2016 G. Robert Shiplett ALL RIGHTS RESERVED No Repro w/out Perm
Uncollected Poems of R. Shifflet/Chifflet, “Returned to Canada”