with an Apple Macintosh
you can't run Radio Shack programs
in its disc drive.
nor can a Commodore 64
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Whatever will happen to computers, nature still goes its way as I have cited Bukowski last stanza. True and nothing but the truth
5 Stars for this amazing poem technically profound, but whatver happens with the computers, but the wind still blows over Savannah and in the Spring the turkey buzzard struts and flounces before his hens., So true!
Men. Men made all up. The gods. The books. The machines. The weapons. The minds.
Remembering Nature (knowing it is still there) we can lose, even enjoy, ourselves in the machinations of a computer. The ending of this poem comes like a fine cigarette to an addict who has done without all day.
The human factor and the most important in this poem must be, it can not be another, the handwriting.The computer never, but never will tape the personality of the human handwriting.So, the humanity wins again.
magnificent! its the swift transition of perspective, from dry technical, to the vivid organic thats so surprising and delightful.
I Randomed Clicked and moved on to others.. I too love this mans poetry.. he certainly could focus on life and produce One Peace at a Time...
Funny how all those things that seem so important but it doesn't matter, because that turkey buzzard still struts his stuff.
No doubt - we cannot always communicate robotically but, in the flesh, things tend to happen up close and personal.l
Most deserving The MOdern Poem Of The Day