Cast Iron Bookends of Girls in Ladderback Chairs
No doubt your books neatly lined up
between these cast iron chairs
my sister and I occupy
bring you delight
but consider what the sculptor had in mind:
Our hair is tousled from sleep,
our nightgowns wrinkled,
our legs akimbo, our feet bare,
but most of all we sit sidesaddle,
halfway on and halfway off,
rocking back in laughter,
holding on with one hand
to the top of the chair.
My little sister’s kitten
barely rests between her midriff and thigh.
The older cats stay wisely
underneath the chairs.
But the source of our gaze
and reason for our laughter
is ours to know and you
to find out–and reading
is the last thing on our minds.
Katherine Barham has an MFA degree from Warren Wilson Program for Writers and has published poems in the following journals: The American Poetry Review, The Drunken Boat, Spillway, Hubbub and Mad Poets Review. Moonstone Press published my chapbook, From the Familiar, in 2015, and forthcoming is my book How It Shone, by atmosphere Press.