A Smaller Sofa

It’s funny how the small things make a difference.
Our new sofa is smaller than the last;
it means we’re sitting closer. I think that counts.
There are too many things in life that pull us
apart to let soft furnishings join in.

When we were children the old cliché applied,
a cardboard box meant hours of fun ahead.
We’d play all day confined within its walls,
they kept us close and working out the rules
required for us to live our lives together.

We’re too sophisticated now within
our isolated bubbles. Arms’ length is safe.
Lurking behind a username we seek
community simply with those like us.
Perhaps it’s time to buy a smaller sofa.

A conversation this week reminded me of Ben Elton’s observation of the changing definition of community from living with those around you who are different from you, to it being seeking it those who think the same a you. And it’s true, we have a new sofa.
(06.12.25)

© Ben Quant 2025
Photo by Pavel Boltov on Unsplash

Lost and Found

Three biros, two with lids,
A tarnished 50 pence
Two 2ps and a 1 gone dull,
A plastic gun now bent.

An sticky old sweet wrapper,
A broken lolly stick,
Token from a forgotten game,
A dusty paperclip.

A tired toothless comb,
Illegible receipt,
A Panini football sticker,
Now ripped without its feet.

A family history and
Memories of the past,
A record of their years,
Found down old sofa arms.

I spent the morning dismantling our old sofas too take them to the ‘dump’. The amount that came out from inside them was astonishing!
(29.11.25)

© Ben Quant 2025
Photo by Naomi Hébert on Unsplash