DPF / Millar

For the long weekend, from poetryfoundation.org.

from Labor Day / by Joseph Millar

No one lays a flat bead of flux over a metal seam
or lowers the steel forks from a tailgate.
Shadows gather inside the sleeve
of the empty thermos beside the sink,
the bells go still by the channel buoy,
the wind lies down in the west

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