Day 17 NaPoWriMo 2020
quaintly chirps up
of new arrival. Synchrony
nib in ink pot,
dip in indigo blue,
fountain pen gushes out words on
Our prompt for the day (optional, as always), asks you to move backwards in time away from such modern contrivances as podcasts. Today, I challenge you to write a poem that features forgotten technology. Maybe it’s a VCR, or a rotary phone. A cassette player or even a radio. If you’re looking for a potential example, check out this poem by Adam Clay, which takes its central metaphor from something that used to stoke fear in the hearts of kids typing term papers, or just trying to play a game of Oregon Trail.
Wrote two cinquains, one on beeper, which I used to carry up until early ‘00s. And another on fountain pen, which I haven’t used since the 90s.
Here’s a valediction ghazal, from a similar prompt back in 2013: Paper, A Valediction.