Once captured in film and wound around reels,
photographs and songs now appear instantly,
summoned by a button.
Did you ever pry a cassette from clamped-shut
Tape player, and find skinny black ribbons
Spilling out like tinsel?
Have you slipped postage stamp-sized slides
Into a notched carousel? Tamed the flickering
End of a wild film strip?
Lifted the twig-like arm of record player
And gently set its needle to the ridged disc,
Black as repaved road?
Have you beckoned to a recorded voice,
Released portraits onto a screen? Have you?
Does anyone know how?