Harry offering

In our youth exploring truth, it seems we always knew
by sight, by touch and smells of such what everyone might do.

But now, we’re all refashioned and all
so up to date; we live and lurch and thrash
about from distances so great.

We need telephones and postals,
the arts and sciences too, just to help us keep our place
in space, though we might prefer a zoo

with the joys of somewhat shorter lives in necessary toil
when spent together could be better than extended gropes in modern fetter.

And yet since we ourselves have not died young perhaps these days can still be fun.

... by Harry Lloyd Carle (198_)