[net.women] poem

sara@mhuxj.UUCP (TRIGS) (03/30/86)

"Overtime"
After a meeting
the men of importance vanish away
(as we have known they would)
the boardroom empties of its echoes and events.

Only a typewriter sounds: an etude stripped of its melody
a last, dry protest against silence
(doubtless, the secretary at her work
preserving the minutes where time and tide won't wait).

Jeffery Alan Triggs