Time for another dose of the amazing Mr. Collins. This poem is called Litany and was inspired by a citation from Jacques Crickillon, “You are the bread and the knife,The crystal goblet and the wine…” [That will help you understand the last four lines…]
It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of rain on the roof.
I also happen to be the shooting star,
the evening paper blowing down an alley
and the basket of chestnuts on the kitchen table.
I am also the moon in the trees
and the blind woman’s tea cup.
But don’t worry, I’m not the bread and the knife.
You are still the bread and the knife.
You will always be the bread and the knife,
not to mention the crystal goblet and–somehow–the wine.