And though each word be wan and blurred
I’ll tap you till I die.
– Robert William Service; from ‘My Typewriter’
Like sweetest serenades
Of forgotten times
Abandoned words beckon
(Found this extraordinary piece of equipment in my college’s ECA (Extra Curricular Activity) room during the recently concluded Wordsmith 2012. Needless to say, it made for a fascinating subject. There are more photos but since this is my current favorite, I chose this to accompany the poetry. If you’d like to see some more photos of this delightful machine, just drop a line in the comments below. Thanks!)