Smashing PlattersA Poem by David PlantingaI still remember my grandmother's heavy, gold-rimmed china.Because light and durable dinnerware Is low-class and not debonair, The china that shatters, Those slippery platters, Enliven dining with a jump-scare. © 2025 David Plantinga |
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Added on February 19, 2025 Last Updated on February 19, 2025 AuthorDavid PlantingaPittsburgh, PAAboutFor shorter poems I'm experimenting with ballad and In Memoriam stanzas. more.. |

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