10 Line Tuesday poems every week with Maya Stein.
I just love Maya’s poems. They say so much with so little words. A great lesson in communication in our overly wordy world.
7:00 a.m. bagels
By Guest Blogger Maya Stein
Leave the page, dear reader. This is poetry, too: Franklin Street before the kids slump their way toward the high school on the opposite side, a man climbing out of his dusty truck, favoring his left knee, and heaving the shop doors open.
Even if you aren’t yet awake, listen to the rattle of change on the counter as he pays for a medium roast, and look the counter girl in the eye when you ask for your half-dozen. Never mind that “Everything” will contain so much salt your mouth will pucker. Never mind you’re about to run out of orange juice. Let the day begin here, with the smell of warmth and sesame seeds, before you have the language for anything else. Before it has language for you.
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