I wish I remembered where I read it

its an odd phrase
one that makes you wonder
how the novelist would even conceive of the idea
and I wish I could remember where I read it
‘I would know your hands
in a bucket full of hands’
it caught me off guard
so weird
and kinda distasteful
how could an editor let that phrase go by
or was it debated and argued over
for days on end

but I know
exactly
that feeling
it was meant to convey

‘cause
I would know your hands
in a bucket full of hands

19 thoughts on “I wish I remembered where I read it

  1. I’m not sure I would recognize my own hands in a bucket of others… It is an odd phrase though I don’t find it creepy, maybe because I associate it with working hands. Anyway, you’ve done a nice job here and I like this poem.

  2. Oh yikes…that really is a rather gross thought in one way…but in another it speaks of the intimacy that underlies it. And thanks so much for putting Lady Antebellum in my head. There one of hers (about one o’clock in the morning) that positively invades me. But I suppose if you have to have earworms,, at least she’s good.

  3. Well, as someone else said that IS quite a creepy phrase; but I know its sentiments don’t intend to have it be creepy. Really interesting which phrases have impact on a person though, I think, and which promptly pass out of one’s head.

  4. Brings to mind the e.e. cummings quote: nobody, not even the rain, had such small hands; a piece Woody Allen used in HANNAH & HER SISTERS; love what you did with this, and spiritually we would always recognize our lover’s hands & heart midst the plethora of others.

  5. Ah this is so well done. A disturbing line to be sure, but it reminded me of a talk show I caught (by accident) one day about couples being tested on how well they know the spouses by their legs and feet. It was weird how many got it wrong! LOL…you took me down a very random side road on memory lane. Love it. Thanks!

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