Poetry

And Then Came the Internet and Digital Overload— a Deluge of Meteorites

The following lines are excerpted from Huntsman, What Quary?” a poem written by Edna St. Vincent Millay in 1939.

Upon this gifted age, in its dark hour,

Rains from the sky a meteoric shower

Of facts . . . they lie unquestioned, uncombined.

Wisdom enough to leech us of our ill

Is daily spun; but there exists no loom

To weave it into fabric.

MK, HK

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