Newspaper Poem by Kevin Patrick
Newspaper
A news paper cried
Helvetica Serifs Leaking runny ink blots
across the front banner
It tried to be brave attempting false poise
But it knew the story
Crackling its paper
Like editions before and those that come after The Imminent interest was just the front features
Becoming compost
It moves with acceptance whatever its story It's just yesterday's news
A very insightful write, serif or sans-serif! Enjoyed this Kevin, it could be a metaphor for a number of issues. Polemic indeed, cool!
Ah, Yes, indeed, Patrick...as the beastly INTERNEThath cometh and slewed thou antiquated source of the days chronicles! ! ! ! ! ! Excellent write, good scribe! ~FjR~
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I would like to translate this poem
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Like it, a fantastic poem, sometimes I think newspapers rule the world.