Bridge Street Books
a beautiful book store
across the bridge
Once a month I go to the readings there
to see the poets read their stuff
Ben and Tim came in from out of town
they are poets from north of here
both from far north of here
When they came to read their poems
they came with cameras:
one large and clunky
one small in a pocket
Tim and Ben used science-magic
to type poems into our ears
they used voices
We took their books away
because it's quainter to remember