breathless
with a glass ball containing bubbles
that stare with their frozen glint
a timer that doesn’t work
papers books
detritus
so much to deal with and put away
where is the joy
in holding any one of these
papers from long ago
frozen back there
still cover the desktop
like undercoat
the lower layers still to be excavated
attached to past work
running forward and away from it
not back into it
not drowning in its legacy
undercoat or a palimpsest? great poem
ReplyDeletei identify with your worktop. terrific!
ReplyDeleteMe too! And the colours in the photo are great.
ReplyDeletethanks guys. yes, a kind of palimpsest. Like what have we got against a clear surface?
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