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Something Blue


02.01.12 Posted in today's words by

Daniel Heffner attends the University of North Texas as an MA student in poetry. Of this poem he says, “[it] is the result of reading TS Eliot after breaking off an engagement.” Goes to show you, inspiration can be had anywhere!

Something Blue
By Daniel Heffner

I walked around the restored chapel
      and I looked at the floor plan
   on the castle ruins brochure.

Sure enough, the supports
      stood–stone pillars–
   right where it said they would be:

four columns and the flying
      buttresses in between.
   The brochure told how the mason

who restored the castle
      used fragments of the original
   and searched for the same kind

of stone in a quarry fifty miles away.
      I brushed my hand over the pillars,
   felt the patchwork rock

held together by three iron rods
      that ran from the foundation
   to the roof, and I thought,

“I have shored up these fragments
      against my ruins.”
   Some old, some new, and some borrowed,

clustered around a cord of three strands.
      Breakfast, a kiss, your 
   black dress, that song we keep

hearing on the radio, the last cookie
      that’s always yours, the model boat
   we found in the antique shop.








One Response to “Something Blue”

  1. Debbie says:

    This is really, really lovely. Thank you!

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