• room for everyone

    by  • May 30, 2013 • community, poetry • 2 Comments

    if I count my way around the room
    we are twelve scattered across tables
    and couches, close enough to talk
    but all engaged by screens and books
    silent disciples of different causes

    I am facing one who looks troubled
    though I cannot see what she sees
    only what she shows in her eyes
    the brick wall between us keeps me
    from asking and her from telling

    we have not even made eye contact
    so I look around the room at one
    who looks angry under his hat,
    another pensive, finger tapping lip,
    one dozing off, another honing in

    all connected to somewhere else
    I suppose I could wax critical about
    our collective isolation — another time . . .
    today I am grateful for an open-armed
    room that can hold us all as we are



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    2 Responses to room for everyone

    1. Annemarie
      May 30, 2013 at 1:18 pm

      It’s true isn’t it, even though we are not necessarily connecting with one another because of our draw to tech communication, our faces, our bodies, still tell a story to those with eyes to see. And connection remains one of those possibilities…

      I appreciate your heart, and your way with words.

    2. Ann Deupree
      May 30, 2013 at 1:57 pm

      You’re still sharing community, and I believe the troubled and angry are as grateful for your presence as the peaceful and slumbering are.

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