Poetry About Earrings

Two gold circles rest inside the velvet box. Her mother wore them dancing before marriage. Each clasp has learned the warmth of several lives. Tonight, the daughter fastens them with care. Inheritance can weigh less than a whisper. Still, the mirror fills with family light.

Look again from the quieter edge. Her mother wore them dancing before marriage. A smaller detail changes the whole scene. Tonight, the daughter fastens them with care. Attention loosens the first easy answer. Still, the mirror fills with family light.

Two gold circles rest inside the velvet box. Hours pass, but the image does not leave. Each clasp has learned the warmth of several lives. It returns us to adornment, memory, identity, craft, inheritance, and the small objects that frame a face. Inheritance can weigh less than a whisper. The day continues with a more attentive heart.