The Finger Puppets in the Attic Dollhouse
1If they, more petite
2 than the mice whose flittings
3 have pillaged their robes' sparkled trim,
5 on the plumped felt tops
6 of their thimble-sized footstools
8 the worn fabric
9 of this room's blue distances,
10would they locate
11 the source of lightning bolts
12 in our faces' wrinkled pleats
13and construe the stars'
14 dance from the tattered
15 embroidery of our steps,
16or find in our seamless
17 unravelling years
18 the tissue of apocalypse?
Mining for Sun (London, Ontario: Brick Books, 2000): 25.
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