Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Tnx for yrs


Time was when I wrote longhand, heard w. glee
praise for this "almost C18",
& wd, to ease the hand strain, which was gt,
C18ly abbreviate,
w/o the aim you charge, of seeming cool.
Altho' I tk to email as a tool,
I'm one whom loss of scope for longhand vexed.
I do it w. predictive when I txt.

This was written in October 2012 for a competition organised by the magazine The liner.  The theme was that of letters.  The poem achieved publication of a sort when I posted it on a friend's Facebook page, as a comment on a picture she had shared; then, being opportunistic, I went to the picture itself, by Julia Quinn, and posted the poem as a comment there.