January 5, 2014

Brother EP 43 by Paul Hellweg

Electronic typewriter decades old
fifteen letters held in reserve before printing commences
temperature drops, the phoenix rises.
Typewriter clacking, bliss to the poet’s soul
all vowels and consonants comfort
except those first fifteen.  Even the space bar
has a reassuring click and an important role,
meaning is typically found in the spaces,
those pesky gaps between memory and reality,
between spoken, written, intended.

In just four years of writing poetry, Paul Hellweg has had a couple hundred poems published, and his work has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and three times for a Best of the Net award.

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