Day28 of NaPoWriMo2018/ GloPoWriMo dawns and our prompt involves a prose poem and a postcard. Fortunately, when you are on holiday you collect postcards. Or at least if you are me, who is especialy fond of haunting art galleries. That is one lack in my country mouse life – large civic collections of art. Today’s offering is inspired by my reaction when seeing the Staffordshire Hoard, an Anglo- Saxon find in a field near Lichfield (been there, but didn’t pick up any postcsrds.)
The Folded Cross
You wouldn’t believe what happened to me
while I was wandering this museum gallery. It was
like I plumbed the secret depths of the Hoard’s mystery.
One thing I could pretty much guarantee to you. It was
a woman who hid the Hoard. And she was very angry
with the clergy.
Copyright 2018 Bee Smith
Postcard – The Staffordshire Hoard – gold pectoral cross -Birmingham Museums Trust
