“He wasn’t respected in his time,”
the librarian said.
“Which is why we study him now.”
Pulling out a slim volume,
She hands the hard-bound trove
of miniature poems to
The Student.
“He wrote on Twitter,
A website people at the time used.
How ironic they are all on paper,
don’t you think?”
The Student rolls his eyes,
Not looking forward to the
double spaced essay he must write.