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.