In this age of the big screen
I own only a little screen
The influence of great teachers long ago and also
Something about 'cultural waste land' and a
Pubescent crush on that gorgeous red haired english teacher
Both being present enough to give up the little screen
When the only big screen was in town.
Soon there will be no screen
At the big scream
It is ok.
Books have almost always been my blood and
This screen things only being a half century old
Which in the longer view
Makes it only a youngster
Of revolutionary dimension.
Bill Grace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-screen-big-screen/
