good room

good room

in this best room, only a kitchen, touch cloth--in towels--touch metal stove, wood cupboards.
look down the breadboard:  scars time never needs to overcome.
the easy refrigerator door closes like this:  "forgive".  inside, a light goes to sleep comfortably,
friend of lettuce, admired by the eggs; and the meditative motor suggests winter, then pauses all night.
room that gives life, alone with independent spices content just to be in their jars:  while we live may your way be ours.  may we never forget your order, the various world brought by recipes to anyone's taste--
the work of many made into one home.

by william stafford

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