Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Poem: Meadow Mead

The sun set JUST before I finally had a clean copy to take a picture of.  I would have liked more light but it was still gorgeous out there. 
Same poem but an easier to read photo in case the first was too small.

Monday, April 22, 2019

Poem: Naranja

The title begs some explanation and there were two reasons I chose it.  The first is that "naranja" looks a lot like Narnia.  The second is that "naranja" is Spanish for "orange" and there is a legend that Christopher Columbus was eating an orange and watched a fly crawl over the horizon of it, and it looked to him like the same effect of a ship going out to sea.  It is said he realized the world was round at this moment and therefore decided to sail westward to India. 
This is my wonderful 1951 Hermes 2000.

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Poem: Bricks

Typed on my painted Olivetti Lettera 32.  The first drafts of this poem go back to December, but I finally finished it today.
The Olivetti is sort of old news, I did this paint job a while ago, but someone wanted to see it and here it is!  I took it out to Panera later to write a very late letter to a friend who follows this blog.

Thursday, February 21, 2019

Poem: The Zone


  

In spite of the magnitude and awesomeness of my collection this 1941 Royal Aristocrat remains my absolute favorite to use.

Monday, January 14, 2019

Poem: I Am Listening

слушаю is Russian for "I am listening" and is pronounced like the English words slew-shy-you.

Friday, January 11, 2019

Poem: Dust

Richard Polt and I went back and forth once with poems about dust.  I inspired to revisit the topic today, looking out through a very dirty back window of my car into the setting sun this evening. 
My prettiest and newest typewriter, at Mill Mountain Coffee in Salem (once again quite welcoming, thank you!)

Friday, January 4, 2019

Poem: Divine

"Abbott-plane" is a term I made up.  Flatland is a book by Edwin A Abbott published in 1884.  It describes a square living in a two dimensional world, who comes into contact with a sphere and is faced with the difficulty of comprehending a three dimensional object from a two dimensional perspective.  As the sphere passes through the square's plane it appears only as a circle which is changing size.  On a mathematical level the book helps us visualize relationships between dimensions.  On a practical level it challenges us to question our ability to understand things beyond our own scope of comprehension.  It is quick read and absolutely worth it. 
In the middle of this photo is the smallest slice of vivid rainbow.