mary douglas Poems
- In The Shoemaker's Shop [once more, to The Brothers ...
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- Dress Code weaving the fabric made of clouds and of the ...
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In The Shoemaker's Shop
[once more, to The Brothers Grimm]
how marvelous it seemed to you then
the cobbler asleep at his bench
too tired to dream
of the work still left to do
the leathern apron's torn
his own shoes full of holes
are fit for scorn
his tools are not the best but
he has hammered gold into slippers
in his time embroidered with
the thread of rose
and never glanced at the clock
painted light green, perhaps with red tulips
all around the edge
a wooden taskmaster with a shrill cuckoo
10 o' clock, the mayor comes at noon
or sooner if ...