WEDNESDAY: A Hand Up

by Patricia Anne McGoldrick

This Glosa poem is inspired by lines from the poem You Begin by Margaret Atwood. Copyright is held by the author.

This is your hand, these are my hands, this is the world,
which is round but not flat and has more colors
than we can see.
It begins, it has an end,
this is what you will
come back to, this is your hand.
 — Margaret Atwood

Place your hand on the paper
Trace your hand on the wall
Identify pathways and wrinkles
Your very own paw print most of all
This is your hand, these are my hands, this is the world

The universe is getting smaller
Global ties abound, takes
Seconds to share a story
Just take a quick look around
At our world which is round but not flat and has more colors

No more just black and white
Gone with the grey
Everyone is reaching for something red or green
We want more than we can say
Even more than we can see,
The story of our humanity appears to be so brief
It begins, it has an end,

We have turned so many pages
If you read further this is what you will come back to,
Stop for a minute
Reach out your palm.
This is your hand.

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