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.
The day as sidewalk
By Guest Blogger Maya Stein
It will come upon you like the corner quadrant where goose droppings mingle with gum wrappers and the straw from a Frappuccino consumed that first afternoon it became warm enough for shorts.
Some anonymous someone will have ground out their cigarette in the crack the superstitious kids step over. All of it will look quite mangled and gloomy, ripe for erasure and and a do-over with a pouring of hot asphalt.
So you will bear down, fold in at the knees and shrink – unsuccessfully – into someone less susceptible, hoping, simply, to make your way through.
And then, almost missable, a faint etch of two initials with a plus sign between them.
It is a stitch, a scar line, a wink, a map.
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