Through the thinnest of umbilicals,
Through an improbable combination of good will,
Through a medium less than air,

Hanging,
a hope suspended between impersonal synapses,
a hope encased in optical wire and a satelitte's whirr,
exploiting the local state university mainframe,

I communicate with you. My keyboard is my hand, and
I touch you,
Connecting over the ocean, over the fields of Carolina, over
the airplane-spanned space of Canada, over
The white plains of Greenland, over
The Arizona desert, over
The vocabulary of engineers with better hardware.

I am new at this; I know VM better than Unix.
Lynx is my favorite. I have access to the local client,
not personal, not my PC gopher.

It is the Lynx from the University of Kansas (v. 2.12).
It is the newest, built on hyptertext.
 

James Bolner, Sr.
November 14, 1993