november, this window grows crowded with
an apple, halved avocado, tangerine, sprig of mint.
a ginger root man, a cork, a silver dollar and a hard rubber egg (where did that come from?).
an old yellow zippo, a ufo book, a penny pipe from the thames.
a bracelet and a figure in need of some paint.
a jar of french mustard, that’s lasted all year.
a bulb of spanish garlic, sprouting.
and a cube of hard wood sits here, with the words ‘isis suckling horus’ printed on it.
a compass that i won for orienteering, a wedding ring and eighty-six pence.
a hand labelled bottle of homemade sloe gin. a black banana, a peg for a tent.
a yale key (for what door?), a plectrum.
a sachet of cinnamon powder. a porcupine quill from a friend.
an egg cup bearing the legend ‘nantes‘ (though i’ve never been).
a well-thumbed copy of Roud’s English Year, a sphere of sea glass, a plastic doll’s head.
a peculiar coaster with a map of berlin. a postcard that i meant to send.
a boy in a jar, a laundry receipt, another laundry receipt and a pen.
dust.
nickreeves 
Love this.
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Naive haircuts, thank you.
Happy Thanksgiving, man.
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And I thought I had lots of weird stuff all over the house. 😀
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Haha.
Sadly, MM, this would seem quite a regular windowsill here at Reeves Mansions.
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Detritus of a life?
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rainy day savings i hoped.
xo
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Your piece reminded me of a craft of fiction lecture when I was in college about cataloging as a literary device and how difficult it can be to pull off. You pulled it off admirably.
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i do love a list in a notebook, Liz! Thank you.
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You’re welcome, Nick!
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treasure to be found across a place so far away whose to say that with a little thought we can relive the joy behind it all elegantly punk s always thanks for sharing xo
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oh always grady xo
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A few mysterious items, others ordinary, outdated, and plain, all seemingly randomly placed – rearranged and transformed into creative and rhythmic lines. Well done! How many drafts did you write, or was it one and done?
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Everything has its place so I just had to look and list! Lol. Thanks Michele 😉 xo
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I should turn my shopping list into a flowing poem. It would make the entire experience more enjoyable. 😆
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Ha, definitely, Michele! 🙂
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All these treasures and not a single gnome? xox
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i must try harder in the future x
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sounds like home!
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