Slight Tremor

The fine fourth finger
of his fine right hand,

just slightly, when
he's tracking our path

on his iPhone or
repairing the clasp

on my watch I
will not think about

the myelin sheath.
Slight tremor only,

transient, so
the flaw in the

pavement must
have been my

mother's back.

by Linda Gregerson

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Slight tremor is amazingly observed in pavement. An amazing poem, is brilliant poem very beautifully penned...10