Paper Poetry
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Paper Poetry



Free verse

Photo: James G. Brennan

Falling into the icy precipice,
it feels never-ending.
I can’t believe you pushed me over the edge
once more, I thought we were lovers,
ever the fool I am;
this time falling further and further
into the depths of chilling cold
freezing to death before I hit the ground.



We are living in the digital world, covered in the autonomous aspects & tracked motions of life. Yet, somehow we are losing some critical elements. Keyboards, touchpads, & speech-to-text are there, but we believe that handwritten words on paper is still meaningful to some poets.

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