LONG HAND BREATH (# 74,956)
The hand has a rhythm, a flow, a skate on ice with natural breaths as it leaps from the page between words and the dotting of i’s. This conducts our lungs to go along with the show. The minute the pencil/pen gives way to the keypad, this natural tempo suffocates into an asthmatic wheeze which is then forced to play second fiddle to the typing, whatever the age, sex or posture of the typist, whatever the typing tool. If you are reading this on Ventalin, (long pause), you are lord of your own inhalations.
October 6, 2009
Filed Under Writing on writing
Filed Under Writing on writing
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