Can Facebook and Such Bastards like Instagram Arrange an Advisory Panel for William Way Back When?

What now should sonnets be in modern time

Of TikTok and of Instagram when words

Are now despised as if they were a crime,

As if poetic lines are now dried turds?

Some prophet should have told me long ago

A wondrous project like the writing of

More sonnets than the greatest writers grow

Across the centuries, lines of longing, love

And most heroic death will not be read.

One Shakespeare should have been forewarned, advised

That Romeo should not be versed.  Instead

Some snaps of cute-ish kittens would be prized.

  It’s obvious that images are best,

    The non-word ones, since poetry’s a pest.

~ Phillip Whidden