Everybody


One of the most important techniques poetry has taught me is the power of conciseness. And if there's any poem that shows that off, it's this one. I was blown away.

"Everybody" by Marie Sheppard

I stood at a bus corner
one afternoon, waiting
for the #2. An old
guy stood waiting too.
I stared at him. He
caught my stare, grinned,
gap-toothed. Will you
sign my coat? he said.
Held out a pen. He wore
a dirty canvas coat that
had signatures all over
it, hundreds, maybe
thousands.
             I’m trying
to get everybody, he
said.
             I signed. On a
little space on a pocket.
Sometimes I remember:
I am one of everybody.

1 comments:

Hannah said...

I absolutely adore this.

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