Spindly strings of light emitted
from a lit computer screen –
nimble fingers hover over
keys that seem to twist and turn –
How put into words a world
so twisted and original –
how express with merely words
the strangeness of it all –
Dust that settles on the keyboard –
five long years of not a word –
light that flickers over letters
barely recognizable –
Yet I ponder, yet I wonder
at the ancient mystery –
how put into words a world
so beyond both you and me?
Yes, this is my first poem in a few years. It came much more naturally than I would have expected though, which is a relief.
Imagine sitting alone up at night, horrified by news stories and the weirdness of people’s lies on social medie, staring at the flickering light of a computer screen and a backlit keyboard, fingers hovering over the keys… And the wonder of it all too immense to get a single word out. That’s what it’s been like for me lately.