The Wood Spoon

You introduced me
to your narrow bed before
you let me join you

in the kitchen. You
knew the mysteries of both
to perfection, but

by the time we’d met
happy seriousness came
from the pots and pans,

the bitten wood spoon
that I hold now in hopeless
fond recognition.

Author: Tom D'Evelyn

Tom D'Evelyn is a private editor and writing tutor in Portland OR and, thanks to the web, across the US and in the UK. His blogs include poemswithoutborders.com He can be reached at tom.develyn@comcast.net. D'Evelyn has a PhD in Comparative Literature from UC Berkeley. Before retiring he held positions at The Christian Science Monitor, Harvard University Press, Boston University and Brown University. He ran a literary agency for ten years, publishing books by Leonard Nathan and Arthur Quinn, among others. Before moving to Portland OR he was managing editor at Single Island Press, Portsmouth NH. He blogs at http://tdevelyn.com and other sites.

2 thoughts on “The Wood Spoon”

  1. Delicate, poignant, melancholy balance arises in the tension of images of wood – kitchen and bed, varieties of communication and sustenance and co-mingling. The final line for me combines grief’s starkness with the kindness of real love–responding to what is of our kind in its finite difference from us.

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