At dVerse Merril is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write about an object of history, personal or otherwise.
“We keep stuff in order to hang on to what’s important, but it’s an illusion … these objects are not bridges to the past, they’re bridges to memories of the past. But they are not the past.” Helen Fisher
More Than Plastic As night gathers round me I seek the lamp which is less distinct than the light it sheds, and long may it be so. but I drift back to another time, to a more hallowed lamp, a child's dream so bright, a Blyton character so colourful, as told by my mother's stumbling, uncertain voice, ever hopeful I'd fall asleep, but it was never so. Noddy was more than plastic, he was real in my imagination and with one click he came alive, drawing me down a vivid path of adventure, long may it be so. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®