A Corduroy Coat Comments

I've never really thought about the past lives of the used items I buy before reading this poem. Maybe that explains why I like certain items more than others. Maybe they take on the personalities of their previous owners. Thanks for sharing.

A fabulous metaphor for lingering over the things we choose to give new life and the ideas and folk who gave birth to them the first time round.

I can almost visit the shop with the mind's eye from the wonderful imagery caused by your words.

Hah! Great descriptions! I liked the last two lines best. I often wonder about the last owner when I buy resale too.

Love this Susan! I often wonder the same thing.

Loved this too. Even the non materialist can grow attatchment to clothing. This reminded me when I was 12 round my best friends (her older brother there too) a wasp slipped up my courderoy flares and had a fill day munching on my leg. I whipped off my trousers four stings lol. Thanks for the memory. Karen Nothing beats a good rifle through retro wear.

Pre-loved clothes and their stories cling to each other and enmesh the fabric with life and silent memories. Nicely written. Thank you for this gently conscious piece.