HANDS
HER HANDS WERE IMMORTALIZED BY STIEGLITZ
A woman has just stopped She has walked by
at least twice for the past 6 yrs. each time I write
by the babbling brook She yatters somewhat
pleasantly as the best poem I have ever written
is carried into the brook by the breeze
It is now making its way down to New Mexico where
I would love to follow But alas I can never re-trace Georgia’s
steps too many scorpions & spiders They even close
a highway for the annual Tarantula crossing (Google it)
But do not despair you may participate in the dissemination
of my 2nd greatest poem It will crawl up your pant leg get
inside your skin There will be no antidote or Epi-Pen And
one day soon my hands will be photographed for the Smithsonian
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*(eligible photographers may send samples of their work to:
pleaseimmortalizeme@rogers.ca)
Fall 2013
