Monday, May 25, 2009

Thursday, May 21, 2009: On the Street….Clinton St., Lower East Side

When did I, or you, last call handwriting “penmanship”?
Inkwells affixed to desks have been wrenched off,
Melted into ashtrays or windshields. Cursive squirms. My print
Is wobbly and childish. The certainty of type
Leaps from page to eye. Its neat stasis, steady lines
Invite us in, hold our hands, and let us stare.

1 comment

  1. "cursive squirms", "neat stasis"...

    as always, your writing is extraordinarily lovely.


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