Through The Glass Darkly

She lined her windows with cobalt glasses, wine bottles and sometimes even glass birds. She was the the only poet I had ever known, so part of me thought this was how it had to be done, until of course she started getting cats, and they disagreed. They were right of course. That is also when I knew, poets need cats, not blue glass.

2 thoughts on “blue glass

    1. Betty G. says:

      ahhh thank you!


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