Hans Ostrom

Silver Star - 3,390 Points (1954 / California)

Xanadu-Suburbia - Poem by Hans Ostrom

In this present
mood, mist filters
through massive
oaks, settles on
gravestones. Birds
are not far off.
It’s all computer-
generated, of course.
We haven’t been
outside our assigned
dome for thirty years.
We suffer from VTS—
Virtual Trauma Syndrome,
in which even
thoughts of visiting
a forest or an un-domed
sector give us terrors,
savage this present mood.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 2, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 21, 2011


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