Poetry Month: Truth (Kumin)

Truth

Came varnished,
prepackaged, required
scissors to break the seal.
Worn raw from use, reuse
it put up splinters.
I sanded it, wiped it
clear with turpentine.
Like the look of it
newborn. Thought about
polyurethane, two coats
at least–varnish is old hat.
Rethought the climate:
cutting, quick to punish.
Went out for more varnish.

– Maxine Kumin, in The New Yorker

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