only a notebook
a smooth-flowing ball-tipped pen
soon, the words will come
or, in lieu of that
any old device will do
the words must emerge
a scrap of paper…
(from one mind to another)
…even a whisper
A senryu chain written fro GloPoWriMo Day 14:
write a poem that bridges (whether smoothly or not) the seeming divide between poetry and technological advances.
Today’s Daily Stoic poem:
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