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POETRY’S NOT DEAD<br />
Poetry is the mechanism that makes it possible<br />
to turn language into art. The moment we<br />
capture through language paints a thousand<br />
pictures in the reader’s mind…so, how can it be<br />
dead? This really can’t be the case.<br />
Welcome and lovely to have you for today’s<br />
poetry breakdown…this poem coordinates with a<br />
9x12 canvas board spray-painted and layered<br />
with gouache and acrylic paint.<br />
“why-fi” is a cry out in frustration. Have you ever<br />
wished the birds could talk instead of humans? Okay–I know that’s a little harsh but think about<br />
it..well, let’s think about it together! I remember the times you could only call house phones, long<br />
before the internet. Then times really started to change, especially when texting came out. I<br />
remember it was a sign of coolness if you were able to text. A lot of people still text even though<br />
their parents didn’t want them to and there were stories all over the news about parents getting<br />
bills for thousands of dollars because their child had sent so many texts without a plan with the<br />
cellular company. Hah! Yeah, that actually happened. I used to send 10,000 texts a month in<br />
high school but I never thought that social media and the internet would have such a grasp on<br />
humankind…but it sure does…Anyway! The topic of this week’s poem is that damn wifi…and<br />
how it’s disintegrating our human relationships and community.<br />
Something I notice about humans is the fact that we always try to be separate from the rest of<br />
creation, we try to build things or break things, or prove a thesis just to prove a point to an<br />
extreme level…but we don’t ever stop to be a part of the earth…the place we were born from.<br />
Dust you are from and dust you shall return…it’s a really old line of poetry. It’s true too, the tree’s<br />
roots will eventually eat all this concrete that we’ve created & we’ll be a distant memory.<br />
Ashes to ashes dust to dust is another common troupe and saying we find in humanity but how<br />
often is it thought of or actually taken into consideration in our own daily lives? Humans simply
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