Shop of Lost and Found (WC)

 

(Wendy Cabell, July 11, 2021, feast day of Rzhevsk Icon of the Mother of God, of above Saint Benedict, of Saint Euphemia and of Saint Olga. Image is Saint Benedict Making His Nurse's Broken Sieve Whole, from here.)

Shop of Lost and Found

Shaky, I know how things can get. Watch that richter 

scale. Though you can't lose your innocence like they

say. Stupid saying. No, it's nestled 

                         deep, 

                            deep down. Wedged 

by memories of seasides and mother's milk. In dolls' 

dresses and cats' fur and chocolate chip shakes. And 

upping the stakes, in this pulse. This breath. This room, 

(really?), this ground (really). This doorway 

for finding what was 

never lost. 

*From prompt: freewrite as inspired by a lost object that comes to mind after hearing Lucia Perillo's poem Found Object; from Lisa Freedman's Breathe/Read/Write, July 11, 2021.