by ElmerGlew
Fine collection of snippets from a kitchen scene engenders strong feelings of loneliness and loss.
I really like how the setting of this becomes the poem: a landscape of loneliness in a place meant for nurture.
I respect my fellow readers but I felt no loss or loneliness here. It felt to me like a moment of quiet observation. If anything I was reminded of Vermeer painting which reflects vivid life even in inanimate objects.