Placing barriers between us
Arranging spaces to restrict us
Rarely allowing quiet and peace
Trapped with noise that does not cease
Inspiration drowned out by static
The constant of the office dramatic
Introspection drowned in clatter
Open offices’ constant chatter
Nowhere left to be productive
Spaces created to be reductive
In response to Mara Eastern’s poetry 101 rehab: Partition, currently being artfully hosted by Andy Townend http://andytownend.com/2015/08/03/poetry-101-rehab-keyword/. Three guesses as to what kind of office I work in…
Nice one
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Thanks for dropping by Shilarya. Glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Sums up the feeling of partitioned office space perfectly, great poem, and like the structure!
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Thanks Andy. Your comments, as always, greatly appreciated.
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My pleasure.
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It’s perfect, I love it. 🙂
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Thanks Aaliya – much appreciated 🙂
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It’s a little sad that this poem is so true.
Great writing
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It is isn’t it. Research does paint a great picture of open offices either 🙂
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