• Joanna Seldon

  • Love Song to His Mobile

    (with apologies to Henry Constable)


    Heigho!  How I do love thee.

    I do love thee come the hour

    Thou’rt charged with new life-giving power.

    I feel thy smooth anatomy –

    Thy sleek slim angularity.

    I stroke thy screen, which will (I know)

    Make thee respond and speak and glow

    Under my touch – new warmth; a smear

    From my lust-sweat.  And now I hear

    The outside world break in: a call!

    You show me straight the name: I fall

    Once more in love with she who rings;

    Also with thee, who such joy brings.

    Hello!  How I do love thee.