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Sentinel Poetry (Online) #47, October 2006. ISSN 1479 425X
The Internationl Journal of Poetry & Graphics…since 2002
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David Archer
Inheritance
There’s more treasure
in his tool-shed than any palace.
Stacked high with timber
sorted by length.
And metal fittings,
steel in one drawer
brass the next.
Work-worn evidence
of a generation
of practice
and industry.
And come the end,
we should perhaps
measure
a man’s monument
not just by what it is
he’s built,
but by what
he’s built with.
Because tools, not fortunes,
are our greatest inheritance.
In them lie the wisdom
of our fathers,
and with them,
we all must learn,
to craft
our own
particular
circumstance.
