THE SALOMÈ PLATTER

THE SALOMÈ PLATTER

A Poem by Glen Fitch


          


    I'm not sure you'll get this.
    I'm not sure I care.
    As if you care!
    Who knows!

    This is just to tell you that
    I broke that dish
    You gave me years ago.
    I'm sure you know the one.

    How strange.  Looking down
    I saw a piece in each hand.
    I was just washing it
    And thinking of you.

    God, I lugged that thing around.
    Displayed it. Hid it.
    Lent it. Retrieved it.
    Thought they'd put it in my grave!

    So now it's gone.
    Dumped in the trash.
    And someday I'll forget it.
    And you.

    Oh, I forgot!
    Before I threw it out
    I put it in a sack
    And smashed it to bits.


 

© 2008 Glen Fitch


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Glen Fitch
Glen Fitch

Monterey, CA



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