& you saved it
for me, knew
how much

I loved
useless things.

the design &
proportion perfect,
scuffed patina

of loss, glossed over
with continuous

see what can be
made of it
you said

another story
without purpose,

the insult there
in the way
you phrased it,

another beautiful
thing put aside
an offering of love

to be worked
over & eventually
thrown away

Ken Cathers has a B.A. from the University of Victoria and an M.A. from York University in Toronto. He has been published in numerous periodicals, anthologies, as well as seven books of poetry, most recently Letters from the Old Country with Ekstasis Editions. His work has appeared in publications in Canada, the United States, Australia, Ireland and Africa. He lives on Vancouver Island with his family in a small colony of trees.

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