Elizabeth G. Howard

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On Tuesdays
I visit you and
We kill the hour and
We eat the time and it’s
Sure that by some standard
We’ve made “Progress.”

On Tuesdays I visit you and I
Sit in that same hard blue
Chair and I stare at
The Lucky
Bamboo
Drying
Up.

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This post is from my poetry series for January, “What Details Know” — daily small stones and photos, as part of The River of Stones.

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