Not Poetry. Quatrain Verse in English & Swedish. Dagsverser. On the Mundane & the Arcane.
Aren’t we idling in the wings
until phone imposes
listlessly until it rings
then all else forecloses?
In hyper connected times
everywhere a free zone
where lights up & crisply chimes
our exacting smart phone
Long gone when dialog was between two
now it takes a three- or foursome to coo
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three- or foursome = 2 persons + 1 or 2 smartphones involved
What we all must bar
promptly, and here is why:
the electric car
due matter of supply
Frenzied Lithium mania
allowed us be led astray:
Looting Lithiumania
we just got carried away
We just can’t escape monomania
as part of our megalomania
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-Lithium = a crucial metal, that must be mined, for electric vehicle batteries
-Lithiumania = here: a fantasized country with rich Lithium mines
Crashing pizza delivery drone
hits customer with nose on smart phone
such is the pedagogy
of ‘talking’ by emoji
Got a taste of drone by AI flown
At 23 I’m a sage
have flown convention’s cage
Doing great, thanks, on Life’s stage
have long since turned the page!
So what, my social life is a wreck
why even try to act mature
as wasted when working in high tech
who’d notice, so where’s the allure?
but would you even have a hunch
what size my paycheck & free lunch?
Did we hear she moved to Greenland
but ain’t that too far away & cold?
No, it was rather to ‘screenland’
gone ‘baaaa’, while foraging in the fold
She’s living there since years ago
thought first was just commuting
but each time returned more aglow
thus found ourselves confuted
Easy to tell when lost on Greenland
while unaware how lost in ‘screenland’
Think wide car tires look so cool
and who says they waste gas?
Should not make us vain a fool
or a science slack ass!
They’re part of our urbanity
of which tires aren’t just incidental
Not a case of mere vanity
and ain’t to others detrimental
It’s not what we actually steal
It’s all about how is makes me feel
Wondrous solace of stillness
eludes us without fail
when electronic shrillness
pierces through nature’s veil
Might one of those clueless clods
(who with such hapless abandon
plugs in their stylish ear pods)
find for Net surfing a stand-in?
How without stillness & solitude
shall we re-connect with rectitude?
Such snide, pied words
by hunched techies riled
Their screen-filled worlds
by jargon jaunt wiled:
Nattering net nerds
in their self-fenced herds
(short of foulest epithet)
on the intrepid Internet
where we’re ceaselessly beset?
Please don’t shove your smartphone
so thoughtlessly in my face!
You tech-dazed, prompted clone
give me some space, show some grace!
But be it naive futility
to expect any civility?
Find myself apprehensive
of disruptive technology
its claimed blessings ostensive
trade-offs bring no apology
Since ages human hope has been fervent
naively over-optimistic
that technology would be our servant
Now we toil, its slaves fatalistic
Inescapably in its fetters
robbed of last chance of defiance
now also as its hapless debtors
in fine-print, rigged non-compliance
This time we shall have no revolution
that saves us from Species’ execution