Penny

Searching cold, engraved copper

There was more than one birthed that year

And yet

This one is mine to hold, mine

To feel its marks with my fingertips

Or take it to my lips for a good-luck kiss

Could it be a symbol for something

Greater than I know?

Or is it just currency meant for nothing

But a show, a circulation through the world

One million plus like it, but this is mine

To feel its marks with my fingertips

Or take it to my lips for a good-luck kiss

Reviews

[Sara Henry Heistand]

YES. This is what I'm looking for! Deeper meaning and feeling into an ordinary subject that no one (NO ONE) pays much attention to. Hell, there's an empty sugar packet tin at the cash registar at the Kings Restaurant I work at and not only do people request that I place their change there for them, they dump handfuls there from their own pockets, just to be rid of the maddening sight of a penny.

This work is short, but pleasantly in the abstract. Me likey. In fact, I favoritey.