This kaleidoscope that Janet gave me
twenty years ago
has never left my desk —
whatever desk, in whatever house.
Tiny gold tube
in slim black drawstring bag
of hard-wearing felt
(more like charcoal grey by now)
it’s a miniature kaleidoscope,
designed for reminding me
of childhood dreams
with grown-up elegance.
I hold it to the light
and turn the end.
The coloured lumps of glass
tumble, forming flowers and stars.
I'm fascinated by kaleidoscopes. They are definitely grownup toys! We were given one as a gift, but one of our grandchildren accidentally dropped it. I'm assuming whenever you see it, Janet comes to mind.
ReplyDeleteYes, a fond connection to an old friend.
ReplyDeletecool gift. nice continuity between houses.
ReplyDeleteYes, very cool gift! Janet's a poet. :)
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