for everything there’s a name
people, places, paraphernalia
it seems the whole world is labelled,
but there is joy in discovering a new place
experiencing its flavour, feeling its anonymity
before one is told its name, its history,
its sense of place, reasons and flaws.
strangers too can be intriguing
especially if they remain nameless,
perhaps on a shared journey,
in a museum, a gallery
where opinions can be shared and
contrariness shown without prejudice
as may admiration or contention.
old implements, tools and machinery
without names are beguiling
one fascinates over their original use
durability and antique style
they do not require nomenclature
but speak loudly for themselves
actions speak louder than words.
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© Graham Sherwood 07/21