dash

Aphrodite

What were they thinking of in the post-war
inland flat-vowelled stubbornness
of rationing, chilblains, queues for coal,
the making-do-and-mend, among the gaps
at Sunday tea, the radio’s hymns,
the keeping-the-garden-up, linoleum,
the clothes horse round the fire, to bring
their infant to the font and name her this?

D. A. Prince

If you have any comments on this poem, D. A. Prince would be pleased to hear from you.

logo