Douglas Scotney

Gold Star - 35,847 Points (boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

The Name For Our Age - Poem by Douglas Scotney

To capture our Zeitgeist,
sit on a bus,
not being able to not listen.

If mobile phones had only one,
instead of almost as many nicknames as countries,
you could name our Age after that,
and not get any land in a rage.

There is a thing you can do with them
that seems to have a common nom de plume:
The Selfie
could be the name for our Age.

Topic(s) of this poem: history


Comments about The Name For Our Age by Douglas Scotney

  • Lyn Paul (3/17/2015 5:09:00 PM)


    So true, not being able to not listen And the selfie stick....Well!
    That old mobile, well I couldn't do with out it.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 13, 2015



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