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Anita S. Pulier


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I am perched at the kitchen counter
trying to focus sleep encrusted eyes,
on the flickering light pulsing from
my computer screen as it attacks
the pitch black of night.
Motherhood, long obsolete, directs
sleep deprived fingers to the portals
of Facebook searching for news
gossip, spirited posts.
My children appear in the still night air,
short videos, greetings, updates.
How short sighted I was
not to have foreseen these
keyboard relationships,
prepared for the death of
conversation,
an in your face argument.
To have braced myself
for the fading memory of
a farewell wave accompanied by
the promise of "we’ll talk".

by Anita Pulier.
Used with the author’s permission.

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Anita S. Pulier is a graduate of New York University and New York Law School. After many years of practicing law in New York and New Jersey, she has served for the past several years as a U.S. representative for the Women's International League for Peace and Freedom at the United Nations. Anita's poems have been published both online and in print; her chapbook, Perfect Diet, was recently released by Finishing Line Press. Anita lives between New York City and Los Angeles; learn more about her at http://www.psymeet.com/anitaspulier/.


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MLove:
How timely - just recently learned of my daughter's new boyfriend when her status changed to "in a relationship". who knew?
Posted 12/18/2011 09:36 PM
jamster:
A beautifully written poem. So easy to relate to in these technology filled days.
Posted 12/17/2011 12:59 PM
Ritabc:
I cried! So beautful & on point for all those times we foolishly believed life to be forever. Anita you are brilliant, wise & so human. Thanks. Rita. Www.ritacanhelp.com
Posted 12/17/2011 12:00 PM


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