Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the…
“Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds,” The Beatles
Newspaper folds to Boeing silhouette
taxis down a runway where the jets
appear and disappear: a liquid shimmer
on asphalt, mirage or something dimmer.
The business changes. Technologic ruses
shore up circulation, but the news is
waiting for a savior like Godot
to rescue it from being thought too slow.
Takeoff’s late, reporter on the beat.
You can’t catch the talking heads who tweet
away like birds in midair conflict zones.
Climb into your paper jet. Launch drones
in search of next hour’s topic. You can’t write
the copy ‘til you have it in your sights.
Available! High-Voltage Lines, Knocking from Inside
Monday, March 27, 2017
Newspaper Taxis
Labels:
couplets,
poetry,
sonnet,
steganographic
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Took me awhile, Now I see. Creative...
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