The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seam,
The nearly invisible stictches along the collar.
The presser, the cutter , the wringer, the mangle.
The needle, the union, the treadle, the bobbin.
The ode. The infamous blaze. Its color and fit
And feel and its clean smell have satisfied
Both her and me. We have culled its cost and quality
Down to the buttons of simulated bone,
The buttonholes, the sizing, the facing, the character
Printed in black on neckband and tail. The shape,
The label, the labor , the color, the shade.
-- robert pinsky
by tetheredto©
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