glimpses
It was disappointing to discover the titles
on the bookshelves in the bedroom,
so different from those proudly
on display downstairs. I don’t
always want to know
about the hats
that people
choose
for themselves
when they’re alone
or performing for people
who’d dislike those downstairs books.
There’s no need for carefully constructed
illusions to be spoiled without good cause.
Category: rwp | Tags: 6:30, rwp 8 comments »
April 6th, 2010 at 4:36 pm
I am nosy now and want to know what those titles are! I really like the last two lines. And that picture is really interesting!
April 6th, 2010 at 5:30 pm
ah, this old chestnut! i’m glad it’s not just me. i shall file oway the concept of ‘downstairs books’ for later use!
April 6th, 2010 at 6:58 pm
Interesting concept, yeah, and a good poem from it.
I like the picture too…oddness…
April 6th, 2010 at 8:34 pm
Well done! Isn’t it funny that we have to put on such aires…and stow away some of the things that we really cherish?
April 6th, 2010 at 10:16 pm
Yeah, I like your train of thought here, I could feel the motion of climbing the stairs, nicely written to the picture, and great physical shape to the poem!
April 6th, 2010 at 10:54 pm
nice. but I have to look at both sets. and the ones in the bathroom
April 7th, 2010 at 12:23 am
Nice one! And I love the photo! I love hats.
Pamela
April 7th, 2010 at 9:33 pm
Great imagery, as well as a great shape on the “page.”