it was the green tupperware
olive container
she missed the most
silly, maybe
it was tall, square
with a sieve at the bottom
you could pull up slowly
with the black oblong olives
sitting happily on top
draining the Mediterranean
robust marinade of
pure olive oil
it was almost a ritual
going to the market
scooping up a plastic bagful
of the trees' ripe fruit
bringing it home, then
after filling the tupperware
pouring the oil over top
the lid firmly pressed
shut
(c) maria L. 5.27.11
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