25 years ago for $25
the taupe leather pouch
basked on the well-lit counter,
beckoned Helen with every tooth
in its zipper, with its omitted flap.
Take me home, it whispered.
Don't leave me here, it begged.
Helpless under the assault
Helen pulled out her checkbook,
succumbed.
25 years later she admits
with ironic twist to her mouth
that she's tried to throw the old
bag away but retrieves it each time
from the trash.
Took it to the Salvation Army,
snatched it out of the volunteer's
hands. She even runs it
through the washing machine
when it needs a bath.
Cord lining shredded, leather wrinkled
as its owner's face, the taupe handbag
zipper still zipping goes to church,
town and grocery store under Helen's
besotted smile.
Biography
Patricia Wellingham-Jones is a two-time Pushcart Prize nominee, author of Don't Turn Away: Poems About Breast Cancer, Apple Blossoms at Eye Level, and Welcome, Babies as well as editor of Labyrinth: Poems & Prose. She has been published widely in print and online journals and anthologies.
Visit Patricia Wellingham-Jones at http://www.snowcrest.net/pamelaj/wellinghamjones/home.htm |