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The Occasional Table Poem, Alan j Wright

Recently I was watching an episode of 'Antiques Roadshow' (the UK version) when the words 'occasional table' were mentioned. I immediately thought of tables small in size including coffee, side, and end tables, designed for  social gatherings in the home, occasionally employed and variously used to present light refreshment, drinks, snacks, or possibly the playing card games and the like.   

Much to my surprise the words 'occasional table' sparked my interest and for a number of days ideas swirled in my head, spinning like clothes in a dryer. I have no idea why these words persisted in my thinking, maybe the specifics of nomenclature, can account for my interest. 
 
I found myself engaging in some personification to tell the story of an occasional table, beset with unfulfilled ambition. The resulting poem is clearly tinged with sadness and whimsy. I wish I could turn the tables, but alas.









The Occasional Table


It was named for designated moments
For gatherings
The soft setting down of glasses amid conversation
and displaying light refreshment.
 
But those designated moments
Failed to materialize
And the years passed without assignments.
 
Lodged in the corner of the loungeroom
It learned the weight of stillness
Supporting a small lamp became its quiet duty
While dreaming constantly of active service
Proudly hosting a platter of vol-au-vents while guests
mingled
-even cheese and crackers would have disrupted
the tedium.
 
Dust arrived more faithfully than starring roles
Settling on its surface without invitation.
 
It listened with anticipation
To distant clinks and clamour from the kitchen
To the many distant voices that never reached out.
 
And so evenings folded into each other
without ceremony or employment.
 
No playing cards dealt across its surface
No hands pressed in emphasis
No rings of condensation marking a memory.

Only the lamp
Always the lamp,
That small sun, intermittently shining.
 
And still it stood
Lodged in the corner of the loungeroom
Faithful to its name
But never enlisted
-not even occasionally.


Alan j Wright

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