Her Two Cents offers daily commentary on the messages selected to appear on Lovelorn Poets.
The Lovelorn Poet from San Francisco wrote:
“That’s going to be a missed connection,”
you murmured as the guy you’d been flirting with sauntered out of Ritual.
Within minutes—seconds even—you were checking your computer to see if he’d posted.”
It does seem that communication via anonymous online messages has become a desirable, almost coveted component in the dating-mating dance. In keeping with the Pollyanna-ish expression of “there’s someone for everyone” it’s heartening to know that two of the inhabitants of San Francisco’s Island of Misfit Toys may just find a home. Dear poet, hopefully you will too (once Barbie packs up the laptop and relinquishes her seat).
Gentle Readers: In reviewing the actions witnessed by our San Francisco poet-anthropologist, what is your opinion of such behavior? Are online messages an exciting addition to the euphoria of meeting someone new or have them become a crutch that limits our ability to do things like give our phone numbers, exchange emails, or ask the simple question, “Would you like to get together some time?”
It’s like Shroedinger’s Cat — once the message is answered, all the possibilities are removed. It’s better to have the romance than the reality sometimes. Keats: “Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.”
BTW–great pic! A smile that never quits…ever