Exchange, and Posterity (Poem)

Akin to entry at the neighborhood tavern—
I imagine—my weekly visits at WordPress
Like reading magazines in the 80s
One for each interest, essentially

Decade of excess, I hear, but my
Experience—valued basics
Now faded to past, like journals of  
Paper valued for their content

Handwriting, once a marker, replaced by
Man’s latest development.

A poem about the necessity, and pleasures, of information exchange within our communities and about our interactions with the world in which we live.

LifePoetic