A Woman Defined

I am coming back from the funeral of poetry. Yes, poetry died, and we buried it when everyone else was just too busy keeping up with technology. In fact, the only people who attended its funeral were just other poets. They all showed up, they all shed a tear, and they all said a prayer. The fact is that technology killed and swallowed poetry. People claim there was no place and no room for its soft whisper anymore amongst all these loud noises we hear around us. All I can say to that is, “Oh. Alas, poetry is dead!”