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February 5, 2016
Poetry Friday--"2016 Antique Mart"
I spent several delightful hours last Saturday at a local antique mart that I never knew existed. It was a real treat! I purchased a few postcards and a hanging thingy to display platters, or perhaps pictures, which I plan to give away. I noticed an abundance of old angel pictures, ones that were popular during the first half of the twentieth century. I remember seeing them in homes I visited during my youth. Instead of purchasing them (I would have loved one of each), I took a photo and wrote a poem to go with it. Naturally, since it is about angels, I can add it to my Sketchbook Project!
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Please stop by Tricia's blog, The Miss Rumphius Effect, for the first Round-Up of February.
Click on image to enlarge for easier reading. © Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Please stop by Tricia's blog, The Miss Rumphius Effect, for the first Round-Up of February.
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I remember those pictures. Thanks for the photo and your clever observational poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sally!
DeleteSince I am a collector of ephemera and have an extensive collection of postcards, I admire the ones you chose. The word irrelevance rings a bell!
ReplyDeleteThe postcards that I purchased I did so because of the messages written on them. You could tell there was a story behind them.
DeleteThe world moves on, but we remember. Lovely poem, lovely remembrance.
ReplyDeleteI wish I could remember more!
DeleteThanks for sharing, Diane. I spent hours in a new-to-me antique shop a couple towns over last Saturday, too! I, um, did buy some antique books...
ReplyDeleteI guess these angels couldn't prevent the horrors of world wars, and yet - they are still around. Maybe another poem in there somewhere. Hmmm.
You would have loved the one I was at. A little bit of this and a little bit of that added up to a whole lot of stuff! I could have spent the whole day there and not seen it all.
DeleteSounds like those angels were calling to you. Lovely poem. It's so much fun browsing in antique shops.
ReplyDeleteYou were greeted by angels and you didn't buy them???? Sacrilege! A wonderful addition to your Sketchbook, Diane! Not irrelevant at all. ;)
ReplyDeleteWhen I find the one I remember from my grandmother's house, then I will purchase it!
DeleteThere is one angel picture that my mother-in-law had, & now my daughter. They were so popular. It would be interesting to hear why the popularity started, maybe in the Depression? Your picture shows them off well, Diane, and then the word, "guardian" shows the need. Maybe we all need a few angels again?
ReplyDeleteWe need something!
DeleteI see these in all the tag sales and antique-y places I love to frequent, and find myself both drawn to and repulsed by them. But, I like your gentle take, Diane - irrelevant though they may be, one can always use an angel (or two).
ReplyDeleteI like to wonder why some items were kept so long, what were the sentiments that made them prized?
DeleteSo bittersweet! I hope someone gave those angels a good home. As Linda said, we could all use an angel watching out for us.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure many will find a home. I roamed the aisles thinking what a grand time I could have if I were decorating a restaurant or bar!
DeleteSo fun - both your time spent in the antique mart and your angelically perfect poem. =)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bridget!
DeleteThat irrelevance part hurts my heart. I have a box full of old photos and postcards that were in a drawer at mom's house -- obviously saved this long for reasons that are now unknown -- and it just about kills me to think of selling them to an antique shop...except that maybe someone will make good and new art from them, like you have with these.
ReplyDeleteSome writer will pick them up and create a whole new back story for them. One of the postcards I purchased has this written on it, "Will you send my suitcase right away?" "Right away" was underlined. I wonder what the story behind that was?
DeleteSounds like a lovely afternoon. For me, this speaks to some of the "stuff" I hang onto that will someday be totally irrelevant!
ReplyDeleteBut it may be a treasure to someone else.
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