In dark Medieval forests,
Neighbours crowned wives
With silver wreaths,
As Death within those years
Had been truly vanquished.
Today, wreaths have vanished
And rainbows resist moulding,
Now shops tout china for twenty years
Modern Appliances for four!
Can mankind
Glory in a steam-iron
Medusa cables trailing?
© Wendy Vacani
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