Simply An Old Tin

Simply An Old Tin

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw
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(reworking of an archived poem) Beth age 7

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With slim arms outstretched
and within the confines 
of her small cupped palms,
she holds both halves
of an egg shaped tin
contents long gone.
Paisley prettifies the
exterior,
traces of peppered rust line
the interior rim.
She presses both sides together,
smiling at her success.
Her bright eyes shut tight
blocking out the light,
as if this would magic up 
what has been lost.
A momentary silence and then
"This was my Dad's tin,
did he keep his toffees in it?"
No need to wait for a response,
as blue sleeves of her school 
pullover are seized and set to work,
to buff up the faded colours,
to restore the shine,
and bring him back to life.
 

© 2019 Christine Anne Shaw


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This one comes across as a memoir, a recalled moment from a child's life. The child has discovered a tin container now growing rusty with age. She asks if it was a possession of her father. We are told the contents are lost, probably symbolic of the father, who is evidently no longer in the picture. The little girl sets to work buffing the tin with her sleeves, "to restore the shine,/ and bring him back to life." This tells us the father is deceased, and the girl is speaking to his widow, her mother. This is a moving work, and while we feel a certain sadness, we also feel the girl has emerged from the loss undamaged and will face the future whole. Well done. Life can teach us lessons even in seemingly small events.

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Many thanks John for your thoughtful review. Most appreciated.

Chris



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Paul Cezanne once said "take a moment in the world and paint it as it is" that is exactly what you have done here. And brought it to life in so many ways. A memory that tells a whole story of many chapters.

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Christine Anne Shaw

7 Hours Ago

Dear Ken, thank you so much for your lovely review. I have written poems about paintings too. It is .. read more
Such a sweet few moments in a precious child's life. The old tin's significance went beyond it's pretty exterior and promised something more, perhaps even a fleeting visit with the child's father. (His spirit, at least) It makes one wonder what the complete story is. Very fine writing, my friend.

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Christine Anne Shaw

7 Hours Ago

Many thanks Sam for your thoughts and your visit. I am truly grateful for your time. All good wishes.. read more
This write is so wonderful, really enjoyed this

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Christine Anne Shaw

7 Hours Ago

Thank you Ryanna. Pleased you enjoyed the read.

Chris
Something that could be often seen as worthless or empty to most, cpuld habe high value and meaning to someone else, in this case it was because it was her dads tin, and its a reminder of him. I love the message behind this. Brilliantly written :)

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Christine Anne Shaw

7 Hours Ago

Many thanks cimmy. That tin is so precious. Even years later, it still gets buffed up.

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cimmy wuv xxxooo

1 Hour Ago

:) im glad you have it :)
oh my..you have broke my heart Christine ..stunning poetry ..so involved in the scene and action ..pictured every nuance ... just stunning ... when a parent dies before the child .. the spouse carries their own deep grief .. and each of the children's as well when they are too young to understand .. or have not had worldly experiences yet .. in your comment this is about Beth ... your daughter i presume ... so she's older now but still ... give her a hug form Einstein would you?! a treasure of a poem in so many ways says i!
E.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

2 Days Ago

Thank you so much Mr E for your lovely comments. This is actually about my granddaughter who lives w.. read more
Einstein Noodle

2 Days Ago

:) .................... thank you!
This reminds me of child workers from long ago. To think that once children worked in coal mines and other assorted jobs is odd in today's world.

And then...on the other hand, I recall when I was young, we had a set of copper pigs. I would look at them all the time. Somehow they captured my imagination and I still remember the shine of them. Children do that, I guess. :)

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Christine Anne Shaw

2 Days Ago

Thanks Tim for your thoughts. I had shells. I used to listen to the sea in them. My Gran gave them t.. read more
What a beautiful sentiment. I holding on to something he held dear in some sense you do bring him back to life for your memories. That is the gift of love.

Posted 3 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

3 Days Ago

Thank you Tate. All the best.

Chris
Those things that remind us; to others, perhaps just one more inanimate object; are so, so precious. They grant a connection that is palpable, allow us to remember with clarity just how much we loved and were loved in return.

My sister Georgina and I have lots of things left to us by our grandma, Her record collection, her books, (mostly poetry and now mine, along with her poetry journals.) One of Gina's much loved possessions is a chunky knit beige coloured cardigan grandma used to almost constantly wear. She wears it around the house on occasion, though not often as she's terrified of wearing it out.)
She says she can still smell the essence of grandma even after more than fifteen years have passed.

This is a most beautiful poem.

Beccy.

Posted 4 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

4 Days Ago

Dear Beccy, so pleased for your visit here and for you sharing your own personal story. That was a d.. read more

a poignant poem indeed and certainly one that I'm sure many will easily relate to..

I have my own blue & silver tin and tho rusting now, I swear I can still smell the peppermints.

Neville

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Christine Anne Shaw

5 Days Ago

Priceless these little things that we have left of loved ones Neville. I have sea- shells, large con.. read more
Neville Pettitt

5 Days Ago

You too

Neville
Christine Anne Shaw

5 Days Ago

:)..........
It's so important to keep the small things as memories of a loved one.

Posted 5 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

5 Days Ago

Many thanks Lea for your visit and thoughts. All good wishes.

Chris
Lea Sheryn

5 Days Ago

You're welcome, Chris. All the best to you.

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Christine Anne Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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So happy to be here at Writerscafe, have received such a lovely warm welcome. I am looking forward to reading lots of poetry and getting to know many of the talented poets here. Happy to review, but h.. more..

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