Poem: The Suit
This week’s Poet’s Corner contribution is from Paul Turley of Adelaide, who muses on the past life of an op-shop suit.
The Suit
Owner’s dead,
the op shop lady said.
Didn’t plan on it,
I’m guessing;
the suit’s almost new.
Probably didn’t imagine
he would live forever,
just didn’t expect it
to happen so soon,
what with a new suit and all.
A wedding? A funeral?
A conference?
Something worth
a suit anyway.
You might like
Not this though,
stuffed into
black plastic
and dumped.
He’s gone.
I’m in his suit.
Fits pretty good too.
Looks fine.
It’s wool.
It’ll last forever.
Paul Turley of Adelaide was born in Wales, mostly raised in Adelaide, and is now living here again after some years in other places. He is currently studying for a Master of Philosophy degree through the Department of English and Creative Writing at the University of Adelaide.