Stand

Stand

            A

            One drawer

            Stand.

            A

            One drawer

            Sewing stand.

            A

            Two drawer

            (Sewing) stand.

            A

            Hepplewhite

            (American Federal)

            (Straight taper leg)

            One drawer (Two drawer)

            (Sewing) stand.

            A

            Sheraton

            (American Federal, Sheraton, Empire, Transitional

            Or Victorian

            “Style”

            (Turned leg)

            One drawer (two drawer)

            (Sewing) stand.

            “From my grandmother’s

            House”.

            “She:

            I believe

            She,

            Had several more.

            I don’t know what happened to

            Those”.

            “In her house

            I believe

            She always had

            (Several) more of those

            Tables (‘little tables’)

            Around.  Didn’t she?

            I cannot remember but:

            I know

            They are not tables

            They are

            One drawer

Stands.

            They stand

            In old New England.

            They stand

            In old New England

            Homes waiting

            On the dead great

            Grandmother’s sewing

            Still in the drawer

            Of her

            One (two) drawer

            Sewing

            Stand she

            Had beside her chair when

            My mother was a

            Little girl.

            Her grandmother would look up

            From her sewing stand;

            Its drawer(s) pulled open.

            Each evening by

            Candlelight she

            Sewed there

            In her chair.

            “What ever became of that?”

            I used to be able talk to a women but something happened and she moved out to an island off the coast.  Or something like that.  She had a ‘table’; “my little table”

            “Why do you always want that?” she’d say.  “My little table”.

            I never told her why.  It was (is) a New England (Maine) made Maplewood two drawer finely lathe turned Sheraton leg (so ‘fine’ that “the edge of a dime” shows if slipped under the bottom of a foot) with its original and intended rosewood grain painted surface with old shellac surface solid bird’s eye maple drawer fronts and... its original English stamped brass ring rosette (drawer) pulls (“knobs”) with, too,

            Her sewing

            In the drawers.

            These drawers were always ‘pulled’... sort of... ‘open’.

            No one ever bothers me about these old stands.  They have nothing to do with me anyway.  Beside I noticing them.  And knowing them (a ‘good one’).  I would never tell anyone that I “look for them”.  No:  I wouldn’t ever do that.  Would I.  I would never want anyone to know what a ‘good one’ is.  Would I.  No.  They are just “that little table... over there... too.  I’d like that too”.  Kind of attention ‘to that’:

            An old New England one drawer (two drawer) (sewing) “STAND”.

            “That was my mother’s”

They always say

            When I say

            “I want that too.”

            And start to

            Carry it

            Away.

            I have a funny little thing about that; the ‘carry it away’.  I have these supple soft nylon cords neatly rolled behind the seat of the truck that would ...never ever scratch the surface of an

            Old New England one drawer sewing stand that I use to

            Tie it off

            To make sure the drawer

            Doesn’t fall out

            On the driveway

            And smash.

            No.  A lot of the time I am the first person to “TAKE” the little table; an

            Old New England one drawer sewing stand

            Out of the old New England home... ever since

            That ‘table’

            Came into the house... except, of course, for

            The few times

            On hot August evenings when ‘one of the family’

            Carried it out “won’t you please”

And set it next to (great) Grandmother’s (porch rocking) chair

             For “her”

            Yes... of course there is that.  Sometimes they didn’t take it back inside

            Until the next morning.

            It (the old New England one drawer sewing stand) was

            Out all night.

            If I’d known that I’d of come by and made off with it.

            I’d pick it up with my hand under the front drawer rail and

            Push my thumb on the drawer front

            So that drawer would not fall out

            And smash on the sidewalk.  

            I’ve carried a lot of them off that way

            Over the years.

            Do you really want me to talk to you about this?

            It is a very private little world

            In the old New England home.  When I take the old sewing stands out

            Of there

            For the first time they have ‘ever’

            I know it.

            I know exactly what I’m doing in addition to

            Knowing exactly

            “How good that stand is”.

            “That’s a NICE little TABLE.”

            One woman said to me once

            When I was loading a stand I’d just bought into the truck.

            Another woman, after selling her family’s stand to me, said, over and over

            “Good-bye little stand, good-bye.”

            While I carried it out

            Of her home.