Every Poet Needs a Typewriter

and other flights of fancy

My new typewriter. Courtesy of the author.

I’ve been wanting a typewriter for a long time.

There’s something romantic about the idea of a poet having a typewriter. Of writing my sonnets not by hand — I mean, that was good enough for William Shakespeare, I guess — but having to clunk out every last letter one at a time. Slow. Deliberate. Methodical.