Sentinel Poetry (Online) #47, October 2006. ISSN 1479 425X

The Internationl Journal of Poetry & Graphics…since 2002

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David Archer




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


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






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