Giving life to the journey of an inanimate object, this is the kind of poems and stories I enjoy. The shelf was the place and the cutlery and various cups for drinking are the people, the end being bare was akin to death and everything passing on.
Giving life to the journey of an inanimate object, this is the kind of poems and stories I enjoy. The shelf was the place and the cutlery and various cups for drinking are the people, the end being bare was akin to death and everything passing on.
I like your interpretation :)