My Fingers Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
My Fingers
my fingers are speeding
along white keys
this dream is dreaming for me
oneself since childhood
and all exercises
which I won obligatorily...
today they are nice recalling
those years and hours
spent by the keyboard
which today
it replaced computer...
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood,today
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