URGENT
A poem by Laura Grace Weldon

URGENT  

Up too early, already working,
multiple Word docs open
and so many Chrome tabs
I can’t see their icons
when abruptly everything
I type is 

CAPITALIZED.
I CAN’T FIND THE CAUSE.
IT’S NOT THE CAP LOCK BUTTON
OR JAMMED SHIFT KEY.
IT’S NOT A CAPS ONLY FONT
OR A SETTINGS CHANGE.

I laugh at how urgent
everything suddenly seems
when
each
letter
screams.

Save everything, close everything,
hit “restart” and while waiting, take
my bare feet out on the grass
where morning sky is beginning
to lift night’s curtain.
My breath deepens.

I bless the cars rushing by
and the world we’ve made out of hurry,
Wish we all might replace words
like BUSY with words like  
meander    mosey    stroll    dally
saunter   amble   linger  dawdle.  

When I go back to work
my newly rested desktop
has calmed, reminding me
how much we all need
to ease ourselves back
into our lower-case selves.  

About the Author:

Laura Grace Weldon lives in a township too tiny for traffic lights where she works as a book editor, teaches writing workshops, and maxes out her library card each week. Laura served as Ohio’s 2019 Poet of the Year and is the author of four books. Connect with her at lauragraceweldon.com and on the twits @earnestdrollery.

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