In this age of mice and menand flat screens,
the flip-up keyboard,
the A3 rubberised mousepad,
it went on strike
just when I needed it most
and refusing to speak to anyone
it gave the universe the cold shoulder
like a god skulking inside
a fridge full of beer bottles
it was clearly drunk on its own power
and its brushed aluminium window was firmly closed
to the world of electronic com un catio
I g t me a blind gnu viros nd gon on slike was the lost thang ip zet
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gw2010
Love it. Sounds to me as though you are grasping at straws in a darkened room! Bring back the old typewriter and its tatty old ribbon, I say.
ReplyDeletePat, I'm very pleased that you like it. Believe it or not it was inspired by Seamus Heaney's famous poem The Turnip Snedder.
ReplyDeleteOr indeed influenced by Edwin Morgan's poems on his old typewriter where the letters fall down the page and create new ones.
ReplyDeleteThanks Gordon. Memo to self: Must read more Edwin Morgan.
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