That was
The beginning of my obsession with garnets.
When I held them to the light
Their wine just changed.
I bought string after string, but the closest
I got was a hundred-year-old necklace
From the Netherlands.
‘Garnets’, a poem by @tricialockwood.bsky.social
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Patricia Lockwood · Poem: ‘Garnets’