Memory Of You At An Antiques Fair One Sunday In Southport Poem by Kevin Cowdall

Memory Of You At An Antiques Fair One Sunday In Southport



Fingering with studied expertise
the various knick-knacks and curios
of someone else's unwanted memories
I find a tiny elephant carved in ivory.

You disdain and turn away from
this butchered fragment of the mammoth
and wonder at the perversity of such a thing -
to destroy the reality in order to recreate
such a lifeless, pointless effigy.

Saturday, July 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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From the 'Assorted Bric-a-brac' collection.
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