The Wooden Sandwich

THE WOODEN SANDWICH (recent poem)

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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