I started experimenting with some original poetry. I'm not sure I struck a note with it, and don't know that I'll continue to experiment with it, as it doesn't really feel connected to the previous explorations of poetry, at least at the moment.
A thing of perception:
Spoons, too many or too few
On the table and in your hands
Spoons of different sizes
Finishes, and weights
A spoon - an object of little thought
Until needed at the kitchen table
Big or little
Ornate or simple
Heavy or light
Judged by how they sit in the hand
Balancing in the crook between thumb and index
A fine line between acceptable and not
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