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FRONT ROOMS: AS ESSAY

 

This is where she keeps her objet d’art

glass cabinet at the back of her head

 

            nowhere to display them

 

I’m a front room, Christmas, 50’s. 60’s

maybe into the 70’s and I ask

what was the front room for?

                                           Standard

English clipped tones and a mother not

unlike my own through china eyes of an owl

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