She’s never without her devices she’s always in touch
her busy fingers working things out 21st century knitting
weaving a web that’s easy to elude
if you don’t plug in you don’t get caught
such wary prey risks calling forth fierce predators.
Your chances are better face to face
still no guarantee you won’t walk home wounded
with some people it’s always a scrape
the abrasions provide them with feelings
a stunted sense of touch cannot.
21th century knitting, wow! WOW!
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I take it you like that. Thanks you.
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Who is the “she” that is symbolic in many of your recent poems?
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She is no one. She’s everyone. Hate to sound portentous. Beatrice, Rebecca, Annabel Lee, Helen, Nemesis, choose a name.
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