Water-colored birches
Behind 50-year-old dioramas
Of small-scale farms —
Relics recalling other relics
Tag: relic
Sardine Can
The boat tied to the docks has rusted
Green along the wheel where the bronze spokes radiate
Like a defaced relic beneath an overcast sky
The floor planks groan with each toss of the sea
Slate-gray, stripped of color by unceasing wind
Someone’s hands have pried the hatchway loose:
A rank welcome into a sardine can