The technology of the tablet doesn’t phase her
and with the agility of an Olympic gymnast
travels from BBC to ITV
and back again
with the swipe of a finger
swinging between a period drama to a murder mystery.
Sometimes she worries she will not have the time,
time to catch up before the programmes disappear for ever.
Having fingers bent at the ends,
just like her mothers,
she finds the spoon more difficult
and its contents
(half liquid, half solid)
she blames on the nurse.
Great!The first stanza and most of the second stanza have vivid images particular to the person described. So the last line comes as a surprise and a lovely – oh, isn’t that just typical moment, with which we identify completely . It’s so hard to make a ‘particular’ poem universal and you’ve done it perfectly.