“I measure out my life with coffee spoons.” T.S Eliot
And me?
I have measured out my life with blue jeans worn out,
with Chapstick tubes,
with chickens I cooked,
& countries visited.
I have measured out my life with the cars I’ve bought,
with music I’ve learned to sing,
with the lessons I planned & taught,
& houses I’ve lived in.
I’ve measured out my life with yards cloth I bought,
with needles threaded, pins lost, & spools finished,
with quilts I’ve made,
& shows I’ve been in.
I’ve measured out my life with books read,
with movies seen, radio interviews heard,
with historical turning points I lived firsthand,
& wars won or lost in all zones that I cared about.
I’ve measured out my life with generations I can see,
with births, marriages, & deaths that I know,
with people moving & coming back,
& with accidents, scandals, disappointment, & fortitude.
I’ve measured out my life with friends & lovers,
with ones I kept & ones that fell by the wayside,
with dinners I’ve given & gone to,
& with the address & contact lists, letters, & emails.
I’ve measured out my life with photographs taken,
with albums from the past, mine & others’,
with cartoons & jokes I remember,
& trips & outings to see art.
I’ve measured out my life with my favorite garments,
with sheets used & torn,
with tablecloths loved,
& hats that came to me & were lost.
I have measured out my life with china I have eaten off,
with coffee mugs & wine glasses, especially ones I broke,
with vases, oh! the vases with the flowers,
& nearly daily loads of stuff in the dishwasher.
I have measured out my life with letters: email & postal,
with presents & packages sent & received,
with stamps bought,
& with newspapers & magazines.
I have measured out my life with sweaters I made,
with art bought, decks of cards worn out,
music on LPs, tapes, CDs, & beyond,
& with furniture & carpets I have loved.
I have measured out my life with loads of laundry,
with filling my car with gas,
with bagfuls of carpet dust & floor sweepings,
& with all the Pentel pens I have used up or lost.
I have measured out my life with journals kept,
with dances & exercise classes,
with yawns & sneezes,
& with heartbeats & respiration.
I have measured out my life with favorite numbers,
with clotheslines delighted in,
with apples, pears, & tangerines eaten,
& classrooms I have been in.
I have measure out my life with lost earrings,
with watches,
with pairs of glasses & sun glasses left behind somewhere
& treasured gifts & hand-me-down possessions.
I have measured out my life with 3 siblings,
with 3 children & 3 step-children,
with 2 husbands, 16 aunts & uncles
& 4 grandchildren.
I have measured out my life with cartons of ice cream,
with television programs & series,
with phone calls, especially the long-distance ones,
& games of Russian Bank, cribbage, Set, & solitaire.
I have measured out my life with measuring tools,
with many special collections,
with egg-beaters, thimbles, letter-stamp sets, scissors,
& 4 important cameras
I have measured out my life with the places I have lived,
with the bike, plane, bus, train, & car trips I have made,
with my traveling companions & trail buddies,
& with currencies I have used.
I have measured out my life with spools of thread,
Seam lines, quilting stitches,
Scissors, bought, given, & found,
& special quilt-making projects.
I have measured out my life with favorite grey garments,
With dance skirts I made, dance shoes & blouses,
With nightgowns, wrappers & slippers,
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