Poem By Norton Hodges (UK) Published in Issue 31 (August 2013) About the poet: After a career as a teacher Norton took medical retirement and followed his passion for poetry.
| Apostrophes Over breakfast he reads about the death Of the apostrophe, how, in a world Where every tweeter is a child of Yoda The old markers no longer make sense; It’s true that one day he set out With only three days’ clothing in a bag, To a place he didn’t recognise where He left his moorings behind for ever; But now they are junking the safely printed Page and all its necessary signage For a brand new frontier where we will all Ride the data stream in a pea green boat on a Sea of words, bobbing, unanchored, ordinary, sad Words that will call our children’s children’s children home. |