I should have a typewriter, a paper
guide to show my words home
as they fall
effortlessly on the page, accompanying
the sound of keys playing accordion
under my fingers.
I should turn a roller knob, a paper
rest to cradle my words convalescing
as they sit
orderly on the page, finding
permanence as the carriage return
bounds off my palm.
I should write a poem, a paper
record to take down my words alive
as they imbue
meaning on the page, spooling
ribbons of brightly colored emotions
in your hands.
Written as part of the Poets United Midweek Motif to reclaim so-called “old-fashioned hobbies.” While typewriters may be old-fashioned, poetry lives on.
Often Mumbled Musings 
I really like that the line breaks feel just like the carriage return hitting home.
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Thanks so much! This was a fun one 🙂
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Love this passion for words. “to cradle my words” A beautiful expression.
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Thanks so much! Words are incredibly important!
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This is incredibly lovely both in words and image ❤️
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Thanks so much! But seriously, I want a typewriter!
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I enjoyed this very, very much!
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This one brings back many memories of using the typewriter! Well done!
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A paper guide, a paper rest, a paper record… it feels old-fashioned as we rarely seem to even use paper anymore!
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Oh..I think this one is going to live in my headspace for a while. It might need some bits of newspaper and spaghetti to sustain it, but I think it will linger here just fine as a tenant.
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Thanks so much! Please do take care of it – spaghetti is always appreciated.
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This is sheer brilliance, every line! I sometimes miss the old days of using a typewriter…I liked the one with the ball of letters, symbols on it–way cool!
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Beautiful poem and tribute to a seemingly forgotten jewel of the past. The typewriter is such a romanticized machine and it is, romantic in a sense, but it shouldn’t be. In my opinion, it’s one of the most intimidating machines in our history. You write one word down wrong, or you find that your alignment’s off, that’s it. There’s no delete button. I say this as a proud owner of a 1953 Remington Quiet-Riter. I love my Remmy but he took some getting used to. I do love that I can see my progress on the page in a way that I could not using modern technology…
Again, a beautiful poem you’ve written. Please keep writing!
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Very well said. And thanks so much!
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