Why do we put pen to paper?
Why do we work and rework,
edit and revise,
strikethrough and scrap?
Why do we even bother
with the written word at all,
when we're immersed in the Great Internet Age?
Where smartphones and e-readers,
and texting and tweets,
and tablets galore (some, a gore),
and social media (all a "like"),
are here, there, and everywhere,
and are all the buzz and the rage.
(But will they have grace with age?)
Because a world without paper and pen,
without the written word,
and without its poems, prose, and stories,
that glide across a paper page,
like a cool breeze that rustles leaves,
and nudges clouds across a dreamer's mind,
is no world for me,
and may as well be
the tenth circle of Hell...
© Copyright 2011 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.
