Not to my taste

sonnet

Not to my taste

 

The oak welsh dresser sturdy still.

In grandmas house held pride of place

She left it to me in her will

It has to go I have no space.

I kept it for a little while.
my grandma died two years ago

Its too old fashioned not my style.

I have decided it must go.

I’m told at auction it should bring

Perhaps two hundred pounds or more..

Which I shall use to buy something

That’s more in tune with my décor.

I much prefer modernity

to relics of antiquity.

 

Wednesday, 29 June 2011

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Reviews

[Alessander]

the fact that this poem is a sonnet, which much like the "relic", is ancient and out of fashion, is quite ironic.

This poem, to me, doesn't cast judgement either way - while it begins stating that the dresser, i.e. old ways, is "sturdy", implying both rigid and reliable, it doesn't necessarily argue that "modernity" is bad per se, just that everything is a matter of a taste. However, the fact that the inheritor is going to sell it does subtly allude to an unsentimental and perhaps commercially driven modern sensibility.

BUT, perhaps the dresser simply doesn't appease her/his aesthetic sensibility - Sometimes, people forget that many things come down simply to taste. One of my favorite quotes to remind me of this is by Kant "Truth is disputable, taste is not". Or was it Hume...hmmm

Anyhow, enjoyable read, as always.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

To each his own rings true... why not allow someone else who will appreciate it have it. It don't mean you don't respect your grandma.