A few years back I heard this poem read by Manchester native Steven Straight at that great summer event at the Hillstead Museum in Farmington, the Sunken Garden Poetry Festival. It continues to stick with me as I think about what we should expect from a home. I grew up in a Cape Cod house in Newington not much different than this. As he says, a “swiss army knife” of a house.
The poem is a keeper. Really, what’s enough?
