Best Staffs Poems
Still Life - Staffs of LifeFare waits upon the table— hard and fluid kind:
three glasses filled with golden liquid, shards of ice;
another two- the amber-colored flow, defined
and clear, no ice, their smooth opacity concise.
Supported are four slices—lightly toasted bread
that stand on end, grouped, dry without a hint of spread.
Oh, such...
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Categories:
staffs, art, food, life, water,
Form:
Ekphrasis