What Matters Most

flashlight batteries - poetry

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Now I set the matching shoe with its mate, 
purposeful in their reuniting, instead of 
nonchalantly tossing it into possible aloneness.
Companions that move together, like light with the gray,
or salt with pepper passed at the table.

Now I replace the broken shovel after proper disposal
the two parts together again in the garbage can
instead of repairing what isn’t strong enough for future leverage
to be ready for the next digging, removal and refilling
there are always new holes to prepare for.

Now I am finally holding your note of thanks
puzzling through misspelled words, I touch
the indented sentences where pencil leaned on paper.

I am wishing your pencil would have been sharper
noticing how dullness doesn’t serve either of us,
what opening to the unexpected can bring.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2020

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