On hearing John Keats

I hear the ode to a nightingale on a quiet winter night.
The video recommendations talk about how one destroys a political viewpoint;
Or the way to trap an argument.
I talk about the death of argument,
Of liberty and free speech.
I think about the polarization of the world;
How anger feeds the internet;
How the internet feeds anger.

I hear the ode to a nightingale.
I do not hear the nightingale.
I am left with an imagined sound
And a faint nostalgia

For an imagined bird.