Tuesday, January 6, 2015


If you look close enough
a garden becomes a meadow,
walls give way to windows.

A magpie watches from the edge,
jaws at anything complex.

It is time to throw out mismatched socks,
the king-size that never fit;
stuff the cache in yesterday's hamper,
unfence simplicity.

We find beauty in clothespins, hairpins,
a line swaying behind a dryerless nest.
The wet towel we share.

tk/January 2015

A rare glimpse of R.A.D. Stainforth in color...his most beautiful read to date...


  1. Nice touch, Tess, the magpie! And how they jaw at everything. You make me want to share a wet towel, much beauty to be found.

  2. This is simply delicious. Especially the beginning. It reads like an opening to a treasured novel I can't put down until, the last word!

  3. These are the words to dress early January in, Tess!
    Happy New Year to you and yours,

  4. Unfence simplicity - beautiful, exactly what I'm trying to do for the new year.

  5. Lovely and simple. The best things in life are!

  6. It never ceases to amaze me -- your output, all this cleverness and beauty. And that R.D. is so dreamy --

  7. there is an ever present sexiness in your writes.

  8. Cool poem. I was just thinking about that - getting rid of all the mismatched socks - the other day. I prefer R.A.D. in black and white, for some reason. And I'm wondering who gave him an ironing board for Christmas. And who was holding the camera during this session.

  9. I love the "we" in the final stanza. At first read it felt like you were talking to me and I was part of the we... then I realized no. I was watching something much more intimate in that "we" -

    Deep contented sigh.

  10. Blogging is the new poetry. I find it wonderful and amazing in many ways.


Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
― O. Henry (and me)