specificity poem #1
grandchild cressie not yet 3
busy with pencil and paper – her
mom heard her say “grass”–
thought this worth a look since
pictures so far were circles and
scribbles nothing really specific
sure enough a short row of
little lines at the bottom seemed
grasslike above was an oblong
a line crossed it near the top
with a small blob on each end
a body with arms, hands? tell me
about this said her mom oh said
cressie that’s just a straight line
©2014 Jacqueline Jackson
This article appears in Jul 24-30, 2014.
