Tchotchkes
by Gary Hardaway
In Memoriam
It was a bad year for losses-
But aren't they all?
Dessert
The fortune cookie tells me
”Use your charm and personality
to obtain your wishes.” It seems
the cookie doesn't know me well.
Recalibration
Artists, like scientists,
must trust their instruments
despite uncertainty's
nagging bray.
Kill
Hit a plane? You hit a plane.
The enemy's plane, a machine
designed to kill you.
It's not a pilot, with a family, dead.
It's a plane. The enemy's plane.
Mementos
Each little token is the world
as you knew it at each time and place
before the tastes and refinements
of a larger world taught you how
to be ashamed of what
you remembered where.
Love them all, especially "Recalibration" and oh, that last one! *
"Kill", in particular, is devastating.*
Good set - especially connect with Mementos and Kill.
*
fortune cookies don't know what they're talking about
Mementos is why I am favoriting it.
I like this collection of thoughtful verse, particularly I liked Recaliberation and the depersonization of Kill.
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Nota Bene: "personalization" Sorry.
Yep. Really liked momentos.*
Ditto Matt. Re-calibration and Mementos are fine fine.
Thank you,
Lucinda,
Gary,
David,
Samuel,
Jerry,
Sam,
Amanda,
amd Matt
for readings and comments.
Wonderful Gary. I read them as one poem. Powerful. *
Thank you, Daniel.
Gary, these are scarce but powerful. Like Daniel, I read them as a united group, each one layering on the other one. Very effective and evocative.*
Thank you, Emily.
What Emily said. *
Thank you, John.