faces hovered
over their phones
fingers fly
across keyboards
conversations
with someone
not here
oblivious
of the person
sitting opposite
romance
twenty-first century
style
faces hovered
over their phones
fingers fly
across keyboards
conversations
with someone
not here
oblivious
of the person
sitting opposite
romance
twenty-first century
style
poetry by Robert Ford
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Fantastic observation but I continue to long for the way it was.
Me, too.
So sad and it’s everywhere.
Unfortunately.
I think it’s an addiction to checking the streams of communication coming in. Why else go in public and not be present? It isn’t much different than going to a bar with others and getting terribly drunk and in that way not being present to others. Some can’t help it, but it leads to as much loneliness and separation. All this is so odd because both are supposed to fill a need but just make it worse.
I see it much too often.
Romance is carried with loving words and splendid situations.
True.