Saturday, 30 November 2013

Knick Knack







A snap hung crooked on the wall
a chipped terracotta figurine,
an old, dented enamel bowl
a bit of batik, a pashmina shawl
a good luck charm in aquamarine -

 

a few knick-knacks left scattered around
as the sands and winds have spun
their own fine scarves, batiks of sounds,
tracery of shawls on the ground.
Home is just a talisman.



 

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