Of Social Network and Pasture
by Mihaela Melnic / June 13th, 2021
Maybe you know better than I
about transhumance, in theory or practice.
Jostled ahead, lured by greener pastures
firm ground under the feet
replaced by ether.
More tweets and howls and bleats
raise up from the old damn socials.
Too dark along this corridor
of ghosts in the machine
to be one in the barn…
I seek evolution but not through
transhumanism
although I’m a prisoner of the system
and bleeding my life away
in this slaughter-web-house
is all but wisdom.
My crime? Addiction.
Algo? A suffering.
Yet still I dance on this Greek rhythm.
Mihaela Melnic lives and writes in Rome, Italy, where her prose and poetry evolve and take different shapes with every new life experience. Her recent work has appeared in various venues including Harbinger Asylum published through Transcendent Zero Press, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Dissident Voice and Impspired magazine. Her debut poetry collection "Change of Seasons" was released in 2018. Her latest work is the book "Evermore" written in co-authorship and released in September 2021 through 17Numa Press. Visit her
website for more of her writings.
Read other articles by Mihaela.
This article was posted on Sunday, June 13th, 2021 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.
