Estate Sale
(Thank You, Veronica)
the
estate sale hobby is one I never imagined –
at
first try, it's just an excuse to cruise
cruise
to the far corners of this new old town
and
cruise into homes without homebodies
fun to
cringe at baby blue shag carpeting shagging oak floors
or to
smirk at the crappy taste that money lathers
into
cramped hallways, sad bedrooms and giant attics
or to
pause in awe at a slice of perfection and
cherish
it now the way the recently departed cherished it then
and
every now and then at an estate sale . . .
. . .
a choice trophy fits home and budget and home it goes
to
grace a new old room in our new old home
stud
it with color, comfort, craft and curves
our
new old home, built the year Mom was born
one
century ago, and now – old estates live on here
in new
ways, in new old time
by
Jonathan Marcus, rocking in a chair of unknown provenance