[1748] The Aerial

The aerial on this radio broke
A long, long time ago,
When you were just a name to me -
Someone I didn't know.

The man before the man before
Had not yet set his cap
The day a clumsy gesture caused
That slender rod to snap.

Love came along. Love came along.
Then you. And now it's ended.
Tomorrow I shall tidy up
And get the radio mended.

	-- Wendy Cope

Strange that amidst all the hilarity of Cope's verse, little poems like this
get left behind. I have not much to say that the poem doesn't say for
itself, except to express my admiration. Its emotions are everyday-quiet and
deep, modern and somehow feminine, resigned and strong, sad and funny. It
takes life in its stride.

Kamalika.

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http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/1746.html
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