Showing posts with label pen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pen. Show all posts
12.12.2022
10.24.2022
for want of a pen
Sometimes I think I became a writer solely because I love holding a nice pen.
Labels:
becoming a writer,
fetish,
longhand,
pen,
writer
11.07.2020
escaped pen
Writing in bed: Too much scrabbling about the bedclothes searching for my pen.
Labels:
bed,
bedclothes,
pen,
scrabble
12.09.2019
1.13.2011
unhurried hand
It was the kind of poem one felt had been written in pen, in longhand.
Labels:
hand work,
longhand,
pen,
slow poetry
3.09.2010
3.31.2008
the power under one's hand
At my desk I reach for a pen and realize that I’m at the console that controls the universe.
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