Poem

En Raptured on a Swarthmore Avenue

One hand
seeking a world inside a phone
the other
sharing a leash with a dog
which has his world inside him

One hand
writing a reply
that must happen now!
the child in the stroller
will not remember this reply

One hand
seeking answer
while the other
drives
rides
strides
soon both will have one answer
in unison

— Bob Small
Swarthmore

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