We’re grown adults,
aren’t we? Grown up enough
to watch the rolling news
and learn of earthquakes,
tsunamis and revolutions,
grown up enough
not to behave like some
six-year-old weeping
over the shoebox burial
of her hamster –
Stop all the
bright pink plastic
My Little Pony
alarm clocks!
– and yet we are
inconsolable
after putting down
the phone. Nothing
will ever be the same:
we are diminished.
The microchip
does not lie: the cat
they brought in
was ours.
Jonathan Pinnock has had quite a lot of stuff published here and there and has even won a prize or two. His novel, “Mrs Darcy versus the Aliens” was published by Proxima Books in either the Autumn or the Fall of 2011, depending on your linguistic preference.
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8 Responses to “PERSPECTIVE • by Jonathan Pinnock”
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January 24th, 2012 at 1:17 pm
The end of a much loved pet recorded in poetry. So sad.
Ubiquitous in the Every Day stable recently, Jon. Congrats.
January 25th, 2012 at 1:54 am
Thanks, Oscar.
January 25th, 2012 at 11:02 am
Understated but so moving. A fine poem. Well done.
January 25th, 2012 at 2:05 pm
That’s so sad.
January 26th, 2012 at 1:37 am
Touching.
January 26th, 2012 at 8:37 am
Thanks, everyone.
January 26th, 2012 at 4:41 pm
Aw, nicely done, Jon. (And, incidentally, my linguistic preference is for ‘Autumn’.)
January 31st, 2012 at 2:46 am
Thanks, Nicky.