Simpliciy

Simplicity
by Frank Daub

I showed a wooden pencil to a friend.
He tried to give attention
going directly to the end
of the pointed lead.
“You have to sharpen that,” he said,
analyzing quickly my waste of time.

He preferred drop-down menus
on miniscule screens
while waiting in a line.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Smith nee Howarth Avatar
August 23, 2026 at 10:49 PM
A witty, perceptive little poem on how easily convenience can eclipse simple, tactile pleasures. The wooden pencil becomes a wonderfully effective symbol, and the closing image of tiny screens and the waiting line delivers the social observation with quiet, dry humour.😂 Soup mail
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