This poem is one of the most concise and powerful condemnations of our reliance on technology that I’ve ever come across — especially in terms of the disembodied, “disincarnate” identities we assume through social media. It was written by the wonderful American poet Wendell Berry, taken from his 2013 collection of “Sabbath Poems.” See the text of the poem below, as well as my short video that includes the poem being read and animated.

Looking at screens,
listening to voices
in nonexistant distance,
seeing, hearing nothing
present, we pass into
the age of disincarnation,
the death love finally
realized as we become
our pictures adrift,
homeless in deplaced
space of the mind only.