(Travel Journal Page, Laura Mandelbaum)
How we talk now
text now thoughts through
hands thumbs screen
like pen on paper
no midnight scent of ink
or glide of gold nib soft
as caramel on a slick
old-fashioned journal page
we can write in bed
or on the train or in the car or
simply speak
our stories lives letters
poetry on the page
in our own voices
different voices careless
boisterous silly strong
tongue fingers thumbs
an accent different from
the gentle rolling
hybrid print and cursive
that I used to write
my father's mother like
notes dashed off to mine
now love dispatched
post haste with
a few taps of my thumbs
(c) 2017, by Hannah Six
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