A Busy Night

The hours gone by
In strings of bytes
Run through by night
To show the light.

In ports to hear
The world drawn near
In packets dear
Of joys and fears.

With data fresh
Through miles to fetch
Now deep in flesh
In one to mesh.

In keeping pace
Through time and space
By now in place
To interface.

A 4 by 4 by 4 iambic poem mirrors the way computers actually work: everything in fixed sizes, interlinked only to form variable structures. There was enough heat to keep a room warm in a cold winter night, all night long, until all strength was gone. Full hardware utilization makes a difference in everything we do.

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About Run Song

Run Song (宋闰) is my pen name for the Moments of Poetry, a collection of poems about the greatest moments of life. If photography captures the greatest moments of life, poetry is the life behind them.
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