Spec(tacle)s
Through polished circles of clear glass held primly in place with gold frames you can see your summer house and a dirt path wander from its door to your feet.
The poem is a single, quiet picture: someone puts on a pair of glasses and sees a summer house. The title plays with the word "spectacles," tucking "spec" and "tacle" apart so that "Spec(tacle)s" hints at both the glasses and the idea of a spectacle, something worth looking at.
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