Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Great Regulars: After my mother died, one of the most

difficult tasks for my sister and me was to take the clothes she'd made for herself to a thrift shop. In this poem, Frannie Lindsay, a Massachusetts poet, remembers a similar experience.

The Thrift Shop Dresses

from Ted Kooser: American Life in Poetry: Column 304

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