Big Bug Hands Poem by Zoe Nyght
Big Bug Hands
I reach out a
bright, big, bug-eyed hand to the
World,
whose grasp reflects intense, childlike candor
unexpected and similar to my own.
Our interlacing fingers look the same.
Eager for the attention of one another,
we sparkle glitter in our eyes
and wonder
if we’ve succeeded at being fascinating.
[February 24th,2005]
You know...you're right. You're definitely right. In fact, that line had always bothered me. I felt like it kind of interrupted the rhythm, and could be said in a better way. Thank you, Paul. Fixed.
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7/19/2025 3:15:54 AM # 1.0.0
I'm sure you'll succeed in being fascinating Zoe, this is a nice write. Sincerely Ernestine Northover