Here are old things:
And here are scraps of new goods,
Needles and thread,
An expectant thimble,
A pair of silver-toothed scissors.
Thimble on a finger,
New thread through an eye;
Needle, do not linger,
Hurry as you ply.
If you ever would be through
Hurry, scurry, fly!
Here are patches,
Strengthening old utility,
Pending the coming of the new.
Yes, I have been mending ...
I have been enacting
A little travesty on life.
About this poem
"Mending" was published in Hazel Hall's book "Curtains" (John Lane Company, 1921).
About Hazel Hall
Hazel Hall was born in St. Paul, Minn., in 1886. Her collections include "Walkers" (1923) and "Cry of Time" (1928). Hall died in Portland, Ore., in 1924.
The Academy of American Poets is a nonprofit, mission-driven organization, whose aim is to make poetry available to a wider audience. Email The Academy at poem-a-day[at]poets.org.
This poem is in the public domain. Distributed by King Features Syndicate
Here are old things:
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