The Lost Thing

The search for the lost thing turns the

house upside down: drawers are

tipped out, bins rifled to their

mucky depths, papers

stupidly shaken; every step taken

retaken, reconsidered, was it

lost then? was it there when

that happened? Then, usually, the

lost thing turns up where it

always was and we laugh at our

forgetfulness, ignoring the

upside-down house and all the other

lost things within it.

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  • Tonya  On June 15, 2012 at 10:42 pm

    Oh I don’t know…I’m natorious for losing items, finding them and then depending on how much turmoil the item has caused determines if the item permanetly disappears or not.

  • latestarterchronicles  On June 18, 2012 at 2:19 pm

    That elusive item can nearly always be found in my handbag, despite the fact the bag has been emptied, and the lining turned inside out. There’s always that nook, that cranny…………..

  • 1emeraldcity  On July 1, 2012 at 3:41 pm

    How we do attach ourselves to things…and sometimes the least important most frivolous of things…except the glasses atop your head which you’ve been looking for …for hours. What fools we are…Nice poem…a reminder…now where are my specs?

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