Dangling from the doorknobs
Of
my neighbors, lots of days,
Are
little bags with handles,
Which
is one of many ways
Of
connecting in the city.
Have
a message or a gift?
Drape
it over someone’s doorknob
And
provide a welcome lift.
When
I travel, there’s a bag I hang
For
papers to be left.
If
I miss my daily New York Times,
I’m
sure to be bereft.
Our
packages get left downstairs –
The
lobby’s like our stoop –
But
the small things fit on doorknobs
Just
as long as there’s a loop.
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