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This Is Not an Egg
The egg box was so sculptural with it's peaks and troughs
like a metaphor, a mirror of life in textured paper,
I thought a giant version could easily become
an acclaimed art installation
and I thought I could make it.
And then I remembered the glasses
left behind in a museum of modern art
by error or intent,
not the "ne sont pas les lunettes"
I could feel some guerrilla art hatching inside me.
I fetched the pot egg from under the broody hen
and pondered the possibilities on the way to the gallery.
There, I placed the egg box on a table,
sneaked it in
between the other exhibits
then I placed the Magrittean egg inside.
Just the one egg seemed most fitting
especially since one was all I had.
I had already written the title card.
Such a work deserved two titles
one above and one below the artist's name,
my name, of course.
First came: "THIS IS NOT AN EGG"
"THIS IS NOT AN EXHIBIT"
It was perfectly placed
and looked magnificently subversively ironic.
I think Magritte would be proud of my effort.
And now I must wait
to see if anyone notices.
Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including Apogee, Firewords, Light Journal, and So It Goes Journal.