On Gifts for Grace
I saw a great teapot I wanted to get you this stupendous 100% cotton royal blue and black checked shirt, There was a red and black striped one too Then I saw these boots at a place called Chuckles They laced up to about two inches above your ankles All leather and in red, black or purple It was hard to have no money today I won't even speak about the possible flowers and kinds of lingerie All linen and silk with not-yet-perfumed laces Brilliant enough for any of the Graces Full of luxury, grace notes, prosperousness and charm But I can only praise you with this poem— Its being is the same as the meaning of your name
Credit
Copyright © 2005 by Bernadette Mayer. From Scarlet Tanager. Reprinted with permission of New Directions Publishing.
Date Published
01/01/2005