The Wooden Sandwich


What was the point
of the wooden sandwich?
It was beautifully made,
far more carefully made
than any ordinary sandwich
and could be mistaken
for a real one at first sight
or in fading light.

It was a joke perhaps,
conundrum, work of art
or all three at once.
It was very like a sandwich,
it was nothing like a sandwich.
Like our models of the world.

Published by davidcookpoet

I am a husband, father and grandfather. I retired from a busy working life as an adult psychiatrist in 2014. My interests are in literature, philosophy, modern jazz and horse racing. I might represent those four fields by Shakespeare, Kant, Charlie Parker and Lester Piggott. Like nearly all of us, I can identify a number of formative experiences, one of which was a psychotic episode in my first year as a psychiatrist. This reinforced an already established interest in mystical experience, and a sense of how little human beings know. My intellectual bugbear is reductive materialism, and I am surprised at the lack of moral imagination of those who promulgate such views. It seems to me they need to consider ,perhaps by exposure, just why totalitarianism is so horrific.

2 thoughts on “The Wooden Sandwich

  1. Dear David I am very intrigued with the poem the Wooden Sandwich. could you give me a lead on its interpretation and background? I sense that you saw it in a work of Art somewhere and it took you by surprise? I.m looking at the others you recently sent.

    Thanks . Geth

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    1. Thank you. The wooden sandwich was imaginary, but were one to see one it would surely be in an Art Gallery. I was thinking about various artefacts I had seen in galleries, like Andy Warhol’s paintings of Campbell’s soup tins to pictures and models of everyday objects. DC


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