365 Days of Writing – Day 102


Here’s a poem for today…


The man longs for more
but can’t define it. Recollects

years of typing those four letters
at the end of each page to cue

the typesetter that the story
wasn’t over yet, that the words

would continue — litanies of
other people’s woes described

with such grace & craft because
he did not have to feel

them himself. Today he wonders
whose distant typing he hears

& if “more” is found
on the bottom of this page, too.

Richard Beban


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