Body Parts

A while ago I wrote a series

of body parts poems.   Different

body parts then.  I was younger,

even a little, and body parts get older

when we do.

And now, were I to write

about my own particular body parts,

teeth for instance, or skin,

or the occasional twinge which I google

because there are bulletin boards full

of people who twinge, even doctors online

24/7 to answer your questions and tell you

every possible thing your twinge could be

these doctors are all over the world there is no time

when you could not hear an expert on twinging

were you so inclined and I am not

now my body parts, intact and imperfect

as I am as we are people in bodies

now when I think about my friend Anita’s new knees,

or Terry’s, or Marianna’s hip, or Felix’s teeth,

or Dan’s reconstructed shoulder, or Bruce’s large brown eyes,

now when I see a friend and her body parts I see

a good friend and I know how little body parts can matter

even if they are  twinging.

 

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.

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