The Wall Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper
The Wall
Sometimes in extremity as I recall
I used to turn and stroke the wall
Fingertips against the smoothness
over and over and over
There was some meaning
concealed there and yet
Not hidden, open for the taking
it soothed some desolation in me
To imagine this; that there was speech between us
between my fingers and the wall, as I recall
Monday, July 1, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: blank verse
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