Poems and Haiku
Mended and Broken I was broken but this year I am mending it was last year when mending still seemed a lost art practiced by those who were old before I was born but this year I am mending at a time when no one bothers to mend anything afraid they are complicated throwing them away I see the value as a child I could not see in the folk art gull my grandfather made for me broken and mended I threw it away I was broken but this year I am mending all those lost years when mending still seemed a lost art lost on those who replace old things with shiny new but this year I am mending at a time when on on makes time for mending afraid they will miss something on television I see the value as a child I could not see in the walking wounded zombies all around me broken and mended I see myself now I was broken but this year I am mending was it last year when mending still seemed a lost art? only last year? but this year I am mending Steve Knoblock, Jan 2010