Concealed Cane

When not in use,

it’s folded, tucked under my arm

or stuffed in a back pack.

When I step outside,

I pull free the nylon holding it together.

It unfolds, clicks into place.

I walk away, ready to face adversity.

From That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

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Abbie Johnson Taylor, Author

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Author: abbiejohnsontaylor

I'm the author of two novels,, two poetry collections, and a memoir. My work has appeared in various journals and anthologies. I'm visually impaired and live in Sheridan, Wyoming, where for six years, I cared for my totally blind late husband who was paralyzed by two strokes. Please visit my website at http://www.abbiejohnsontaylor.com.

2 thoughts on “Concealed Cane”

  1. Abbie–What a clever title and fresh perspective on the white cane! You were definitely thinking like a poet when you created the idea for treatment of your topic. Good luck with the new book! When I voted for your new book several weeks ago, I received an extremely nice confirmation e-mail/letter from you and much appreciated the acknowledgement. Alice

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