Check the Recycle Bin!

You wouldn’t think that detoxing your computer would lead to a poem.

We get so much info via emails, attachments etc from friends, and often after a cursory glimpse I delete, sometimes too quickly.

 Emptying downloads recently I came across the frame I’d missed.

Emptying downloads

Emails half scanned –

Baby Tina standing in a shopping trolley

Photos enviado desde mi iphone,

which you guess means what it means.

Fingers itch to delete the whole folder,

free up bytes, increase GB-

except that you might

jeopardise future internet operations.

And so you scan, frame by frame, click by treble click.

Are you sure? Are you really sure?

And pan-sifting the cloud waves you find it -

the frame that slipped your one minute post i-phone attention span -

Irene Sendler and the two thousand five hundred children

she smuggled out of a Warsaw ghetto

in her plumber’s toolbox and burlap sack.

They broke both her legs.

Wide lipped, broad faced Irene

her hair straight parted in the middle

a plaited coil halo-ing her head.

She didn’t win the Nobel Peace prize ahead of Al Gore or Barack Obama. 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irena_Sendler