Ode to the Refrigerator
(after Neruda's Odes to Common Things)How noisy you are!
I forgive you because you are old
with surgical scars
yet still keep working in summer heat.
Your faithful heart beats
even when no one is here
putting carrots in, taking tomatoes out;
more vigorous this summer than last!
You are a miracle from Pre-Plastic History--
metal drawers open and close with authority;
the solid clink of your glass shelves.
What persistence!
Thank you Gloria Gordon, for a terrific poem, and all your terrific years.
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