Electronic Blues / by Brian Kunde

Electronic Blues
by Brian Kunde

I sing to thee, O Internet,
O muse of modern men,
Or would, if I could only get
The notes out, through my pen.

The song that Homer sang the Greeks
Set down upon the page.
The rhyme I set to paper seeks
The Web, this day and age.

What medium the morrow may
Make heir unto the air
We now know not, though we can say
Today it isn’t there.

As written word replaced the voice,
So keyboard hath my ink.
Of tools to aid the mind, our choice
Doth ever change, I think.

A pox upon thee, Internet!
You digitize my views
Right off the page. From thee I get
The electronic blues.

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Electronic Blues

from Bibliotec(hnic)a : Poems, Sep. 24, 2013.
An earlier version appeared in
SUL News Notes, v. 5, no. 4, Jan. 26, 1996,
as “I Suffer an e-Change, or, Electronic Blues.”

1st web edition posted 5/15/2014.