You know the trick
that whips the tablecloth away
but leaves the china? Well, that time
the table went too. The saucers
and their cups – confused, suspended –
flew awhile. The platters mated
with the forks – mid-air – and made a music
like the little porcelain crack that signals
rupture in a continental plate.
Photo by francescomucio, used and adapted under CC.
