Thursday, August 13, 2015

Haiku for the Hospice Thrift Store by Jane Vincent Taylor

Dainty handkerchiefs
once secured upon our heads at Mass
girls with no hats
small cut glass bowls
we dug out of oatmeal boxes
almost weevil poor
a beaded party purse
to carry cigarettes and mints
smells lindy like
a pile of vinyl
thirty-threes and forty-fives
black and groovy
in a velvet box
like my own old diamond ring
leftover fireworks
Jane Vincent Taylor is a poet who lives in Oklahoma City and teaches creative writing at Ghost Ranch in New Mexico. Website:

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