Saturday, December 31, 2016

So Carefully


     I remember my mother toward the end,

folding the tablecloth after dinner

     so carefully,

as if it were the flag

     of a country that no longer existed,

but had once ruled the world.






























Jim Moore (1943- ), from "Love in the Ruins", Invisible Strings (2011, Graywolf Press).


Moore's poetry is currently being featured in the New York City subway.

http://www.consolatio.com/2014/07/jim-moore-i-remember-mother-toward-end.html


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The Domestic Staff Citizen wishes for you the continued realizations of 

your careful service,

throughout the new year.





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