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Still Life
The something missing is the blind man
who felt into place each item. Who licked his
finger to shed the clinging sugar from when
he heard the spoon's rest and dug it in at its
angle. Placed a handful of firm, not overly
ripe strawberries outside the scalloped dish;
scattered them by the knife he used to slice
open the orange, subtly wiped citrus juice
on the table cloth.
The picture suggests jam.
Something missing here is the blind man who
is off finding a pan. He will return to this table
and with the knife, top and slice the strawberries,
gore the orange, add sugar and cook this jam. It
is time, now, not to lose faith in this simplicity,
but only to leave to go and make some toast.
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