Tonight's Poet Corner: Things You Touch
Things You Touch
by Belinda Roddie
old man wrinkles
littered with print
fading, inky white gray
against pink fingers, trickling
text against cuticles,
crackling whiskers, constantly
trickling down, down, down.
hard-soft keys
in a board
pressing indent and impact
fonts and ctrls and dels
but you have that feeling
against your hands,
and you have that surface
to play with. Malleable
plastic and binding and wood and
glass and disks to pop into
slots and see pictures. but
with just a slab
and everything far too light -
a flick of a finger across air
to take a picture. No buttons,
no scrapbooks - just floating icons
so easy to see disappear.
You lose the things you touch,
and in the end,
you lose the feeling altogether.
by Belinda Roddie
old man wrinkles
littered with print
fading, inky white gray
against pink fingers, trickling
text against cuticles,
crackling whiskers, constantly
trickling down, down, down.
hard-soft keys
in a board
pressing indent and impact
fonts and ctrls and dels
but you have that feeling
against your hands,
and you have that surface
to play with. Malleable
plastic and binding and wood and
glass and disks to pop into
slots and see pictures. but
with just a slab
and everything far too light -
a flick of a finger across air
to take a picture. No buttons,
no scrapbooks - just floating icons
so easy to see disappear.
You lose the things you touch,
and in the end,
you lose the feeling altogether.
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