Bric-A-Brac

Little things that no one needs

Little things to joke about

Little landscapes, done in beads

Little morals, woven out

Little wreaths of gilded grass

Little brigs of whittled oak

Bottled painfully in glass

These are made by lonely folk



Lonely folk have lines of days

Long and faltering and thin

Therefore — little wax bouquets

Prayers cut upon a pin

Little maps of pinkish lands

Little charts of curly seas

Little plats of linen strands

Little verses, such as these