Ice Box

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub - Open Link Night (posted by Bjorn)
in response to Merrill's - Poetics: Passions Stamped on Lifeless Things

For today’s prompt I would like you to write about a historical artifact. Since we’ve had Sarah’s recent ekphrastic prompt, I’m going to exclude paintings—other than what you might need to see an object or structure. You can write about something as small as a piece of jewelry, a spoon, or an urn,

You may write about any object—a family heirloom, a museum piece, a monument, or a palace. The choice is yours, but there must be some link to history and the past.

In an antique shop
I spotted a forest-green
painted ice box.  Hmmm,
would we be able
to remove that color,
and get down to
original wood?  Took
a chance.  Right move.
I have had this wooden
ice box for years,
always in a prominent

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Ice Box

  1. I enjoyed the story of your ice box. Grandpa talked about ice boxes, chopping ice from the lakes. Good thing we don’t have to rely on that anymore.


  2. Bill says:

    I grew up with one of those, and the ice man just walking in the back door and putting the ice in. Glad you still have it. 🙂


  3. merrildsmith says:

    It sounds like a great find! Thanks for sharing.


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