Reporting from today’s moment of keyboard magic and serendipity. This morning, I started researching for a chapter about typewriter and mechanical keyboard communities.
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I was just in the Ferry Building, reading a book about typewriter poets. On my to-do list for afternoon, the last thing I wrote was “find some interviews with typewriter poets.”pic.twitter.com/HPBmhJdcOC
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Then I step outside, and I see… a typewriter poet.pic.twitter.com/3zCHfy6er4
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Her name is Afrose. She’s from Seattle and travelling across the country, earning money writing poems for strangers. “It’s the best job I’ve ever had, and I had many jobs,” she says.
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Not only that, but she types on an Underwood Portable – a machine I was literally just writing about on Tuesday, for a chapter on keyboards you can carry with you. What a coincidence!pic.twitter.com/acgKSqCLcu
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Here’s my poem. I think it’s okay to share…? I requested something about immigration – not just because we were at San Francisco’s Embarcadero, but also since it’s been on my mind a lot in the last months.pic.twitter.com/cRpPHjYVhG
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I saw it being thought up, typed in, and then I heard it read to me – just before the next group of people queued up to get their share of poetry through what someone once called “the literary piano.”pic.twitter.com/M5nyJHZQr0
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