Watched Kettle
Watched kettle resisting
boiling point,
Toaster refusing to
relinquish
Or crisp the still-soft bread it
holds,
Silent, stared-at telephone,
Cloudless, rain-withholding
sky,
Bobber motionless on
sun-struck water
Over
baited hook awaiting fish—
All these stubborn deserts of
waiting
Stretch on day by day,
While meanwhile
The children grow up
overnight.
- P. J. Grath
November 3, 2012
