Smartphone Prisoners

 


Leisure 2.0 - original by William Henry Davies

(Full disclosure: the first two and last two lines have been updated for our times)



What is this life if, we're always alone,

No time to stare away from the phone.


No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.


No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.


No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.


No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.


No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.


A poor life this if, we're always alone,

No time to stare away from the phone.

Comments

Anonymous said…
This is the poem I learnt in Grade 9 and keep constantly repeating it. Funny I was just going send you the words, I was saying it to my husband when you sent me this (A friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Two minds thinking alike 😊 - Kieran
Anonymous said…
The other poem is about daffodils . Fair daffodils we weep to see you haste away so soon . As yet the early rising sun has not attained it’s noon. I wondered lonely as cloud…and all at once i saw a crowd of golden daffodils . (Reply to comment above)
Kieran said…
True. Masterclass of a poem - what imagery
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45521/i-wandered-lonely-as-a-cloud
- Kieran
Anonymous said…
My best however is on Miltons Blindness ‘When I consider how my life is spent .., and that one talent which is death to hide lodged with me useless ..
They also serve who only stand and wait (Reply to above comments)
Kieran said…
Thanks for sharing these wonderful poems with me, dearest Omega. You made my day

I love Milton’s poem on blindness and duty to God


ChatGPT said:
John Milton’s Sonnet 19, “When I Consider How My Light Is Spent,” is a deeply personal and reflective poem about the poet’s struggle with blindness and his purpose in life.

Summary & Themes:
Loss of Sight: The phrase “how my light is spent” refers to Milton going blind (which he did later in life). He laments how he can no longer use his talents (especially writing) in the way he once did.
Fear of Wasted Talent: Milton worries that he cannot serve God because of his disability, referencing the biblical Parable of the Talents, which warns against hiding one's gifts.
Patience and Acceptance: In the second half of the poem, “Patience” personified comforts him, saying that God does not need man's work or gifts. Instead, those who "bear His mild yoke" (accept God’s will) best serve Him.
Famous Line: The closing line, “They also serve who only stand and wait,” expresses the idea that even those who cannot actively work or contribute in the usual way still serve a purpose in God's plan.
Overall Meaning:
The poem is about reconciling human limitations—especially disability—with spiritual duty. Milton ultimately finds peace in the idea that passive endurance and faith are also valuable forms of service to God.
- Kieran
Anonymous said…
Dear Kieran: you keep going from strength to strength! I will print out this poem to keep at my desk. Thank you again (A friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
Thank you, Tom. Sometimes it just seems to come together, from where I don’t really know. So glad you liked it - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Phone has changed our behavior. Isolated us more than we fathom. We call it social media as it makes us *unsocial*. (A friend on WhatsApp)
Anonymous said…
Sad but true. I was complicit having worked at Apple for 12 years perfecting the WiFi capabilities that make these devices easier to use at home, office, hotels, restaurants and airports. Guilty as charged 😢 - Kieran
Anonymous said…
So you make amends for your sins with the poem adaptation. (Reply to above comment)
Kieran said…
😁 … i did my job, collected my dues … now I just sigh and sing the blues
Anonymous said…
Nice one!!! When in New York State, I would go walking with a dear friend also named Carol. While we lived in a development, we were surrounded on two sides by woods. After meeting her, we’d walk about the distance of a city block and would be in the woods by a meandering stream and then fenced in pasture land with Holstein cows along a one lane road. Can’t wait to repeat this in June for two weeks!
And, of course, I’m now on my phone!!!! (A dear friend on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
How charming. We are blessed to be so near to Stevens Creek. During the months and years following the pandemic, I walked for 90 minutes each day, the equivalent of walking across the contagious 50 states 😊 - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Lovely painting and apt poem with modifications. (A very dear fan on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
As long as William Henry Davies doesn’t mind 😅 - Kieran
Anonymous said…
Done so brilliantly! You are a man of many "talents", Kieran Abel, which is why the Holy Spirit adds to them all the time...God bless you...I have learnt so much from you and daily feel my life further enriched! 🙏🏼♥️🤗 (My cousin on WhatsApp)
Kieran said…
You are most generous my cuz, my dear
Aye, ‘tis the work of the Holy Spirit - this is very clear

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