Notice of absence from Tom Dylan
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We still have the odd plates we bought when we first moved in,
before the matching dinner set and the Wedding List,
we still have the plastic chip-shop forks
from that first evening
when we sat in the empty living room
on hard-backed second-hand dining chairs,
eating fish and chips from the papers.
When you grumbled about the mismatched wonky plates,
that you wanted everything in our new home
to match, and to be nice, to be just-so,
I pointed out,
these are the plates that we’ll be heartbroken
when they break, years from now
as they were the plates we had
when we first moved in.
- Author: Tom Dylan ( Offline)
- Published: September 19th, 2024 02:04
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Comments8
Remember those days. A poem of coziness that is nostalgic and somewhat heartwarming about days when love was new but objects weren't and the contrast of now when objects are new but love is not.
That's exactly it, Soren. Those make-do items have such a sentimental value over time. Thanks as always for your comments.
Memories - the special value mundane objects can acquire over time, Tom.
Even Antiques Roadshow with its insistence on placing a market value on almost everything independent of the artistry and skill evident in its presence, will very occasionally acknowledge the intrinsic value important to the owners. A rare occurrence but a moment I value greatly.
Yes, that's exactly it. And yes, I find Antiques Roadshow fascinating for that reason. When we go away my wife puts her jewellery in the hotel room safe, I always point out the jewellery I have bought her is hardly priceless, she always replies that it is to her. Bless her. Thanks as always for your comments, mate.
Wonderful sentiment here. Lovely nostalgia. Such items carry huge sentimental value. Priceless. A lovely piece Tom. Relatable too. Thanks for sharing.
Yes, that's exactly it, Cassie. The two dinner plates we bought to tide us over, now almost twenty years later, have so much sentimental value. Thanks as always for your comments. Cheers, Tom.
Maybe they are old and only bought to last until the "nice" set comes along, but they represent beginnings and a period of your lives that is now in the distant past. 😉👍
Yes, AP, that is exactly it. The old plates do not match, and do not sit right on top of each other, but they have such sentimental value. Thanks for your comments. Cheers, Tom.
Good write T.
Thanks a lot, Orchi. Appreciated.
Superb work. Powerful.
Thanks, brother. Really appreciated.
It is a lot of times hard to know what objects, and people, we will come to treasure. Songs, and surely poems fall in this group. Nice work.
Oh yes, Dan, songs really transport you back, don't they? And of course, poems capture a time, place and feeling too. Thanks for your comments. Really appreciated.
Such good words Tom, I too have plates and cutlery from donkeys years ago and still use them.
Andy
Yes, that's exactly it. The wonky plates we made do with now have real sentimental value. Thanks as always for your comments. Cheers, Tom.
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