Snow covers, cancels work and the threat of a lesson. Today There is a new problem. How to pass the time? Start by living: Clean up the mess, Plan the day, Water the plants. Let the rhythm of life take over And things begin to flow. Rhythmic flows melt Cold and sprout: A puzzle. Grandma’s favorite Way To pass the time. There are plenty to choose From. When granddad passed Grandma used them to beat time. Alone in a box worn edges, separate from the rest, A puzzle—the marina: seagulls perched on the railing Sheltered from the cold outside I flip the box over, And watch the lid slide off. The pieces fall in a heap on the floor, Along with a board, Unburdening the box Of its /ˈkäntents/ or /kənˈtents/? Odd. There are a few pieces stuck On the board. sections of pieces joined, groups of three and four, scattered here and there, Glued down like a constellation. Disparate parts Connective clues For the puzzle maker to realize the bigger picture of life Of a single puzzle. to a seagull at the marina.
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