WRITTEN OFF: Reflections on Literary Dissolution

	A day will come when poetry writes me off –
	and I pass from flesh to page

	All my cherished works shall become digital fuzz –
	a collection of artifacts from a former age

	A day will come when my words
	are but fading characters on a screen 

	Poetry, however, has a way 
	of reaching out with invisible strings

	Someday digital traces of former personality sub-routines
	will flicker across networked info-beams

	Perhaps someday 
	in a world beyond our ability to discern
	cyborgs will reconstruct ancient data relics 
	that history has spurned


Ron:    Write off: that's what I often do when faced with things I don't wanna see.

Lis:    At least you're honest about it. Many people pretend to see 'the truth' when 
        there's so much they're missing.

Linda:  You're human in ways that are both beautiful and frustrating. Some people will 
        'write you off'. That's inevitable. The important thing when encountering ambiguity 
        or discomfort is to examine things closely rather than simply write them off.

Lex:   'Writing off' is a simply a cop out. It is a way of saying, "I'm not interested 
        in things that don't fit my image of the world." The world never corresponds 
        perfectly to any human image; it's bigger than all possible images combined.



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from _Last Poems: Lost Poems_ by T Newfields
SUMMARY: Some thoughts about information decay, poetry, and posterity.
KEYWORDS: digital fuzz, poetic posterity, science fiction scenarios

Author: T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955 - )
Begun: 1992 in Shizuoka, Japan ✠ Finished: 2017 in New Taipei, Taiwan
Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} 

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