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Jigsaw

by  James Graham

Posted: Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Word Count: 80
Summary: Poets have been mysteriously silent about jigsaw puzzles.




Jigsaw

I like the ones with trees.
This piece has three delicate twigs,
one like a long S, another
bent like a skeleton’s elbow,
against a half-blue, half-white sky.
This has only sky and four
leaf-bits. It needs its neighbours.
This is a portion of beech-trunk
with two spots of lichen
like eyes and a streak like a nose
but no mouth. It’s good
to build a tree. Better still
to look at a living tree,
see its thousand pieces.