Notice of absence from arqios
an absence of Presence conjures Absence…
an absence of Presence conjures Absence…
They cling to the weight of their quill,
the tactile sensation, grounding them,
yet, the digital tide pulls at their resolve,
urging them to adapt or be left behind.
Nostalgia blooms in the scent of old books,
memories of applause, now distant echoes,
the poet's dilemma, a struggle within,
to honour tradition or embrace the new.
Their heart aches for the simplicity lost,
the intimate connection with each verse,
yet, the rapid pace of today precludes,
the quiet reflection their soul craves.
With a sigh, they dip their thirsty pen
once more, a solitary battle against time's rush,
knowing their legacy is not in speed,
but in the depth and soul of every word.
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Indeed it is true that in poetry it is not quantity but quality that is the issue. Very nicely said
Thanks Soren 👍🏻🙏🏻🕊
Quality over quantity. This, by the way, is a quality poem about the writing that I thoroughly enjoyed. Loved the flow of it. Well done, my friend! 🌹👏
Glad to know and glad you liked, T 🙏🏻👍🏻✌🏼
You are welcome, friend!
In anything quality over quantity is better, yet it is achieving that quality that is the struggle, enjoyed the read
A worthy struggle; thanks heaps 👍🏻🙏🏻✌🏼
You are very welcome, have a great weekend
I got no quills! lol.
I got no strings! 🙏🏻🕊👍🏻
This beautiful and sad. I see the plight of the writer. Excellent writing.Enjoyed reading
It is a plight indeed! Or at least I sense that it is. Thanks DWa 🙏🏻🕊
David Main's Treasury of English Sonnets first introduced me to the comment from dear Shakespeare's generation regarding his work by one Francis Mere, I think it was, about the "coterie of friends...[privy to and enjoying] his sugared sonnets--", a reality few, if any of us know. Either that, or else the world 400 years later is too craven to offer such favor as poetry meet ups feature souls more keen on themselves than each other's excellences. Exquisitely rendered with charming imagery and a haunting poignancy, thank you for sharing.
Thanks so much, and there may be for decades now a coterie of online friends here and there from time to time! 👍🏻🙏🏻🕊
Bravo dear literary friend .. it just had to be said .. Its not always the case, of more the merrier is it .. Quality must always reign supreme .. Well at least in my book .. Neville
Thanks N! I’m glad we see eye to eye on most things, and the essential things at that 👍🏻🙏🏻🕊
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