Were there a tear
To spare, where better
To be sure the gesture
Would linger than here
In its own little bottle
Blown from a hot bubble
To mirror a tear.
And were there more
Than one could bear,
So much the better
In the hereafter for
The begetter, a little
Vessel to stopper
Sorrow beyond measure.
And were there a tear
Too few, far better to hire
A weeper, for where
But in a tearful little
Jigger does it figure
No one need settle for
Less than a fair share.
Source: Poetry (March 2013).
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This poem originally appeared in the March 2013 issue of Poetry magazine
David Barber’s most recent collection is Wonder Cabinet (Northwestern University Press, 2006). He is poetry editor of the Atlantic.
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