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Move my eyes from one sight to the next. Source: Poetry (October 2013) This Poem Appears In. More About This Poem. I’ve been told the internet is an unholy place — an endless intangible stumbling ground of false deities dogma and loneliness, sad as a pile of shit in a….
Ode to Browsing the Web. Two spiky-haired Russian cats hit kick flips. on a vert ramp. The camera pans to another. pocket of the room where six kids rocking holey. T-shirts etch aerosol lines on warehouse walls. in words I cannot comprehend.
Ode to Browsing the Web. Marcus Wicker. Two spiky-haired Russian cats hit kick flips. on a vert ramp. The camera pans to another. pocket of the room where six kids rocking holey. T-shirts etch aerosol lines on warehouse walls. in words I cannot comprehend. All of this.
28 wrz 2017 · In “Ode to Browsing the Web,” Wicker thoughtfully portrays the simultaneous passivity and agency that’s involved in the act of scrolling through social media. The reader remains in control of that ongoing downward motion, while also relinquishing control over what comes next.
An analysis of “Ode to Browsing the Web” by Marcus Wicker could touch on the literary context of odes, the vulgar diction, the theme of loneliness, or the symbology of the internet.
Ode to Browsing the Web Two spiky-haired Russian cats hit kick flips on a vert ramp. The camera pans to another pocket of the room where six kids rocking holey
Poem credit given to Marcus Wicker. Rendition of poem using browsing method of the web.
