Rereading prose composed two decades past,
I’m struck with three anachronistic themes.
Our ways of life are modifying fast
and so I have to choose between old memes
and explanations, or reworking now
the plot to fit our modern wired ways.
Shall I detour to tell the children how
we were? Or make us make good sense these days?

Two thousand words of prose from ‘96
reveal no mobile phones, but VCRs
had places in our homes. We then might fix
a bugged TV without recourse to cars,
for we had local tradesmen in our ‘hoods
and seldom went to warehouse-stores for goods.

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