I think here is a need for some explanation of this poem. On May 28th a sudden thunderstorm blasted the life out of my router. My Internet Supplier offered a free new router with an upgrade to my service which gave me greater speed and capacity… but I had to wait until June 19th for installation. This didn’t seem too much of a problem as I was away for a week anyway. My appointment came and went without said installation and a period of many telephone calls, escalations of my case, and some frustration on my part went on until a new appointment on July 10th! It was surprising how cut off and incapacitated I felt! Writing became difficult! And so, on day 30, the poem…<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In Vacuo<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n today today nor glimpse those small refracted shards of rhyme today today a slender fibre stretched beyond opacity<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I think here is a need for some explanation of this poem. On May 28th a sudden thunderstorm blasted the life out of my router. My Internet Supplier offered a free new router with an upgrade to my service which gave me greater speed and capacity… but I had to wait until June 19th for […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[19,18],"class_list":["post-1287","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-chris-armstrong","tag-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1287","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1287"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1287\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1289,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1287\/revisions\/1289"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1287"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1287"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/curatedlines.online\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1287"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
communication is a shattered mirror
in which my broken words are reflected:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
no imagined reader: confidant or voyeur
can see through that smoky glass,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
that I leave to sparkle behind my life <\/p>\n\n\n\n
the whisperers can no longer review my mind
or muse at echoed hints of inspiration<\/p>\n\n\n\n
my world does not stretch beyond the trees
my art is imprisoned by<\/p>\n\n\n\n