Treasure Island

Roger Clark

(12 June 1939 / Middlesbrough (Yorkshire))

Remembrance Day


An avant-garde game of statues,
Or life frozen by aliens,
The morning shoppers
Obedient to the one-minute siren
And showing 'full cooperation'
With the 'Home Bargains' manager,
Appear lifeless
(In memory of the lifeless):
A deaf old lady, oblivious,
Wanders on to find her Fox's Mints,
Wondering if the world
Has suddenly gone mad,
Or whether she has;
A child, not understanding,
Assumes that everyone has stopped
To listen to her,
And shrieks with pride;
But disapproving glares
And elderly hushes
Count out the seconds,
Until we all smile shyly,
Returning to our everyday
(Every day) activities,
Forgetting what we remembered
On this foggy day in Stroud.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 05, 2012
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On being caught in a Stroud shopping mall at 11 a.m on the 11th November (2011) .

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