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Nickel in Hand

From: Shana Weber
Series: Poetry
Length: 01:29

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Default-piece-image-2 A poem revisiting childhood memories of summer walks to the corner store with a nickel to spend at the candy counter. And the memories of trees, water, and frogs along the way. A nickel went a long way.

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Piece Description

A poem revisiting childhood memories of summer walks to the corner store with a nickel to spend at the candy counter. And the memories of trees, water, and frogs along the way. A nickel went a long way.

Broadcast History

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Transcript

A nickel in the hand
to buy some candy,
the sandy road leads
to the old store by the lake,
and that nickel in hand,
ready to buy me,
my hearts delight,
that warm summer day.

There are the willows,
that whisper and move,
on the waters edge,
the watery rim of the world,
frogs inhabit their shadowed roots,
as languid strands dance
like horses tails, in the fields,

and here is this nickel
this nickel in hand
for my hearts delight.

The day seems endless, forever,
the lake waters glimmer and call,
to dare the cool depths,
to skim the soft sheen,
to send ripples echoing
from shore to shore.

and there is a nickel ,
a nickel in hand,
for my hearts content,
for my hearts delight.

Aromas float
on the edge of a dream,
like a water snake moving through
a...
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Timing and Cues

Suggested Host Intro: poet Robert Weber is a dancer and artist in New York City. The following poem "Nickel in Hand" is read and produced by his sister and PRX producer, Shana Weber.