back in touch

back in touch

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

back in touch

 

 

the old electric beckoned me

dusty carriage, uneven hum

 

poked at a key

click

another

click

and yet another

click click click

 

and those rusty inspirations

WD 40'd themselves

as the keys slammed against the sheets of white

 

like estranged lovers finding solace in each other's warmth

again

 

reliving the past,

even if just for one rollicking night

of memories.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

3/6/16

© 2016 jacob erin-cilberto


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Reliving old loves with a key board -- I am so grateful for voice to text and keyboards right now, as holding a pen is an impossibility -- your writing is always fun to read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your visit and kind words, KL

j.
How come you can write about virtually anything and make magic.. tisn't fair! This is such a moving poem, (No, not intended as pun, 'not that clever, me) but to dream the phrases, '.. as the keys slammed against the sheets of white.. .. like estranged lovers finding solace in each other's warmth -- -- again'

Your mind sees, ticks.. flows.. and whatever happens you use language as if you'd invented it!!!

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for those kind words, but i don't take credit for what i write...i am just a conduit...and.. read more
emmajoy

8 Years Ago

'A humble poet brings joy to the world ' someone wrote many years ago
Thanks for sharing this one with us....and for the poignant memories.

We'll done.

Alisa💫

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, Alisa.

j.
Like the imagery - made me think that life is the vehicle we ride and as we age it is some times a bit tricky to have get started or have a smooth ride - thanks Jacob

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

i like your angle---thank you, for your words, Michael...and yes, life is that vehicle, isn't it?read more
Yes, I do remember my trusty ole electric, back in the day! Remember how novel it was to have correction tape? Forget about cutting & pasting to move whole sentences around. We had to have our thoughts much more organized before committing to hard copy! *smile* I like the way your poem morphs from the mechanics to the feelings -- nice touch & very relatable (for some of us old farts!) Thanks for sharing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

i do miss those old writing tools....tap tap tap.....thank you for your kind review barleygirl....read more
And there became the poem...a corker of a piece, as we say here :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for the kind words, Poppy...

j.
Jacob. These line invoke an image as deftly as any film director. I can picture the scene perfectly, see a shadowy black and white figure hunched over a typewriter and tapping industriously away, (though of course this is more than about just a typewriter.)

Your mind is deft, regardless of medium.

Beccy.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Beccy.

j.
Ah, the sound of a typewriter...a selectric....nothing quite like it and I think I found inspiration in the sound of the keys. They encouraged me to write just one more line before climbing under the covers. The memories.....wonderful. Wish I still had mine. Loved this. Lydi**

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

me too..on that sound, Lydi...loved the electric and loved the manual i had also...

o.. read more
Hello prof. This is a brilliant. Full of adoration to those times. I never used a typewriter but always felt them hypnotic. You narrated something so simple, and exquisitely important, beautifully. Glad to read yours after a long time.

Posted 8 Years Ago


jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your kind review, Sindu...

j.
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Gee
Can't say I ever used a typewriter,just about getting hang of the one fingered slam onto my android.Imagined a scene from a black and white movie with the luckless author tapoing out another not to be read novel.Loved this Jacob.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Gee

8 Years Ago

And there you go,just getting the hang of TAPOING........
jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

thank you for your comments and the smile...love those black and white films...
j.

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jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL



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Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..

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