Poem by Harvey Shapiro

Another Story
by Harvey Shapiro

The whole drift of the world disturbs her:
technology out of hand, pride of work
lost. She tells him this, and keeps
telling him this, and what she is telling him is
that she doesn’t see what she loves is before her.

And one more, because it’s short, and I love it:

by Harvey Shapiro

His liver-spotted hand on hers.


~ by realsupergirl on October 28, 2005.

2 Responses to “Poem by Harvey Shapiro”

  1. On the second poem, how sweet. Thanks for sharing. Have you been writing these days?

  2. Writing, yes. Mostly stories. A play a couple weeks ago. Some poems. Haven’t performed much lately cause the Amazon Slam folded and I’m too intimidated to read in some of the other local venues, and I haven’t been painting nearly enough.

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