From The Thespian’s Tourniquet Vol. 1

10 UX Poems

Sam Jaklich
2 min readNov 20, 2020

Embodying my DnD bard

Modern adaptation of William Hogarth’s David Garrick as Richard III

Welcome. You have come across a collection of poor, scraggly poems written by the anonymous author, me.

In Volume 1, If you dare read further, you will find poems, written in a Haiku fashion, whose attempt was to describe the world of UX.

But why, Sam?

Sometimes you have a slow week. Sometimes you have nothing better to do in a pandemic. Sometimes you want to embarrass yourself. Sometimes you feel jovial yet poised, and decide to reveal your poor elocution, then share it with people who will judge you.

Imbibe with me. Let’s begin.

Poems of User Experience

What lacks in UX? It is undefined for most. This unending fight
UX is quite big. It’s difficult to define. It is everything.
Opening a box .The act of cutting the tape. How easy was that?
Logging into stuff. Forgot your password, my guy? Two-step retrieval
What page are you on? How much more is there to go? Give ’em the breadcrumbs.
We know if it helps. User research tell us so. Oh, we do that too
Surveys, interviews. Qual and quant are what we want. Me like rich data
Pain points, user plights. Give us time to find insights. Personas do heal
Old book, good as new. The yellow and red do calm. My everyday pal
UX is like rain. Actually it isn’t. I should stop writing.

Thank you for getting this far!

Stay tuned for Volume 2, it might come out next year for Christmas.

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Sam Jaklich

UX Designer generating more content for the infinite amount out there already