The Sidewalk
















The Sidewalk
A ribbon tied
around our town,

A strangled root’s
defiant frown,

A canvas
for my shadow.
A skating rink
for skipping rocks,

A way to measure
city blocks,

A path from me
to you.


© Elizabeth Steinglass, 2014, all rights reserved

2 replies
  1. Linda Baie says:

    Beauty is always in the beholder, isn’t it, Liz? You’ve added images that are so true, like the rock skipping I’ve done with my grandson, and the canvas for shadows where I’ve played with a granddaughter. Lovely!

  2. Bridget Magee says:

    The first line:
    “A ribbon tied
    around our town” and the last line:
    “A path from me
    to you.” are the perfect bookends to this sweet poem. = )

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