About His Person

Five pounds fifty in change, exactly,
a library card on its date of expiry.

A postcard stamped,
unwritten, but franked,

a pocket size diary slashed with a pencil
from March twenty-fourth to the first of April.

A brace of keys for a mortise lock,
an analogue watch, self winding, stopped.

A final demand
in his own hand,

a rolled up note of explanation
planted there like a spray carnation

but beheaded, in his fist.
A shopping list.

A givaway photgraph stashed in his wallet,
a kepsake banked in the heart of a locket.

no gold or silver,
but crowning one finger

a ring of white unweathered skin.
That was everything.

by Simon Armitage

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maud poem i think i believe in true love now
Note of explanation.... thanks for posting....
Sounds like the listing of possessions found on a dead man.... it is amazing how much imagination can be summoned forth by a list of objects. Very original. I need to read this man's poems more often.
Looks like the inventory of items found from the person of an unidentified dead man. The context is sad but the way it has been penned needs to be appreciated. Thanks.
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