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The Very Rich Hours

Your keychain and old watch,

dangling from a belt hoop, suggest

Proust on love: space and time made

directly visible to the heart.

But get a better timepiece,

sort the openers from the metal

that unlocks nothing, and I won’t complain

of metaphors untimely ripped;

for thievish seconds need counting

and real doors need moving through,

despite the irresistible storehouse

of stories that attend on you.

from Silver RosesFind it in the library

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Published in Poems Rachel Wetzsteon

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