March 12.
2021
Photograph and Poem
Handwriting
Little boundaries
loose or free, time eternal
flows in handwriting.
Still, I hand write my
friends, especially Barry,
long hand letters, yet
lately I stencil,
words of hope on tiny squares,
neat alphabet curls,
inspiring much joy;
clearer than my handwriting,
scribbled in sharpie,
remains organized
yet playfully energized,
stencil holding me.
Little boundaries
loose or free, time eternal
flows in handwriting.
Still, I hand write my
friends, especially Barry,
long hand letters, yet
lately I stencil,
words of hope on tiny squares,
neat alphabet curls,
inspiring much joy;
clearer than my handwriting,
scribbled in sharpie,
remains organized
yet playfully energized,
stencil holding me.
All images copyright caroline tavelli-abar •.