I handed in my Literacy Journal for the semester yesterday: a collection of musings about reading and writing, the theorists and researchers we studied and how they fit into our own lives and experiences, and wonderings about how this new world of technology meshes with it all.
My last entry was about technology and Emily Dickinson (really!). See, I originally joined twitter because of Emily. Here is my very first tweet:
(Three years ago! Wow!)
I also, through DailyLit.com, get an Emily Dickinson poem mailed to me each day. After a little more than a year, I will have read all of her collected poems, and then I will start again. These are examples, imo (SMS language!) of what I think of as Technology For Good. Sure, there are those that pick fights on Facebook and tweet that they have a headache, but we must remember that technology is a tool which is used by humans — for good or ill — just like any tool. There are so many rich, beautiful, enlightening uses.
I also mused a little about how Emily might use technology if she were here today. I’d venture she might sell self-produced chapbooks of her poetry on Etsy. She would instagram her baking creations and what was in bloom in her garden. She would blog (remember: “This is my letter to the world…”). She’d order books online, perhaps through Abebooks.com. She preferred to stay at home (to put it mildly) and technology would allow this whilst letting her write that letter to the world. I should know 😉
Even with all this technology and the power and delight it can bring, I think she would still take the most pleasure in a book that she could sit in a nook or window seat and hold, and read, and read again. I ended my journal by copying out this poem of Emily’s, and I wanted to share it with you, too. Even with New Literacies, the idea of Post-Literacy, and all these other wild and intriguing ideas converging, I do believe still —
There is no Frigate like a BookTo take us Lands awayNor any Coursers like a PageOf prancing Poetry –This Traverse may the poorest takeWithout oppress of Toll –How frugal is the ChariotThat bears the Human Soul –