Last night we were talking about Mother's Day. Dad got out a picture of his Mum, my Grandma, Grace to her friends, and spoke a little of his deep affection for her.
On Gifts For Grace
by Bernadette Mayer
I saw a great teapot
I wanted to get you this stupendous
100% cotton royal blue and black checked shirt,
There was a red and black striped one too
Then I saw these boots at a place called Chuckles
They laced up to about two inches above your ankles
All leather and in red, black or purple
It was hard to have no money today
I won't even speak about the possible flowers and kinds of lingerie
All linen and silk with not-yet-perfumed laces
Brilliant enough for any of the Graces
Full of luxury, grace notes, prosperousness and charm
But I can only praise you with this poem—
Its being is the same as the meaning of your name.
Friday 1 May 2009
praising grace
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