lacy schutz
what's a sweetheart
       


We Grieved

 
    Then we had supper
      After we ate we took up grieving again
  Who brought you offal and called it sweet
    Who bore you blue and called it red
    Who brought the broken bowl
      Brought you a starling and called it a dove
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      previously published in
Seneca Review
v. xxiii, no. 2, Fall 2003
      © Lacy Schutz, 2003