The Zoom boom

Setting up a Zoom social
for high school classmates
- class of 1977, bay-bee! -
one invitee, confused or
simply stuck in wrong mode
repeatedly refers to our
impending ‘conference’
I teasingly remind him this
is no business-tinged
partitioned hotel ballroom
gift-bags, sales-pitch fest
imploring him to instead
think ‘virtual cocktail party’
Bring a designated Zoomer.
If you get too pixilated
as host, I will cut you off
quarantine you in breakout
until you come into focus
Welcome to our new age
not some letter generation 
we are a new breed of
Zoom Boomers – checking
out waiting room easel
signage for later evening
breakout sessions
each to taste -beer drinkers,
wine aficionados, craft spirits
martini drinkers sent
elsewhere to Skype with…?
We are Boomer Zoomers
hip, with it, groovy
having outlasted
‘turn on, tune in, drop out’
we have mastered
‘log in, check in, get out’
Our entirely new levels of
connotation, free love,
whenever, wherever we
are told ‘hey, get a room’

– Mark L. Lucker
© 2020  

By poetluckerate

I am a poet, writer, and teacher who moved from Minnesota to New Orleans in 2008 then returned to Minnesota in 2018 - hopefully, to stay.

I lived in the most urban of settings, and the rural Midwest. These perspectives impact my writing in very unique ways.