My artist mom, an advocate of asymmetry,
Always objected when I strived
For even-handedness.
If I placed the candlesticks on either side
Of the fireplace or table, she’d complain,
And stand them both together,
On one side or the other,
Perhaps adding a small bowl
On the opposite side for balance.
However much I understand that now,
I still delight in symmetry,
And, finding ways to express that love,
I grin, and imagine her objecting…
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