a descent into poetry insanity |
| I’m made up of words— snaking from my brain through the internet to touch you, on the other side of the screen. see? we think together you and I (for a moment) from my mind through my fingers to your eyes, where they twist to fit your understanding, and we are connected, (for a moment, then it’s gone) across space and time. I have a difficult time writing poetry that's too technologically oriented. It's training, I think. When I read poems, I like to have emotional resonance to it, a place where I can capture a feeling, and there's something about technology that can potentially take that away. But I've always liked the way that the written word links people across time and space, and that feels even more evident when I consider today's technological achievements. Although I don't let myself be tied too tightly to my phone. Or my computer. Or my kindle for that matter. |