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POEM: all the world

all the world

Sunday nights at seven
(just like Jack Benny)
we gather around our screens
to eat, drink, and be varied
characters from Will’s plays
putting on a voice here or a
pirate hat there
making each other laugh in the chat
it’s a tradition as old as speech itself
telling stories to one another
to push back the darkness
sometimes there’s cake
sometimes there’s mead
always there’s joy & love & attention
we all just want to be seen
each on our own little stage

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20 April 2021
State College PA
for the Beers & Bard crew

Published in My poems NaPoWriMo2021 Poetry

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