Now her hands are empty
not a ring or a bracelet
bare as God made them
and I wonder
really, I thought that was so cute
Queenie blushes
just a brush of sunburn
it's a real **** affair
This struck me as funny
that makes no difference
with a big summer colony out on the Point
women mapping their legs
I began to feel sorry for them
they couldn't help it
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 3:25 AM UTC
Now her hands are empty
not a ring or a bracelet
bare as God made them
and I wonder
really, I thought that was so cute
Queenie blushes
just a brush of sunburn
it's a real **** affair
This struck me as funny
that makes no difference
with a big summer colony out on the Point
women mapping their legs
I began to feel sorry for them
they couldn't help it
Eraser poem created from a selection of A&P; by John Updike
