Lace Read Single →
I hate it, she says,
needling a delicate filigree
into foam-white spools.
You hate beauty?
is the collective question
from fellow-workers,
each, pausing from their daily
wage time.
Look at it, she says.
It tells you
to care, pamper,
watch over, nourish, cherish,
treasure, hoard, keep away.
It’s good for metre
and rhyme, perhaps,
but tell me,
does your husband handle
you like you do lace?
