Confession: I like writing poetry on my laptop.
Poetry has a history of being written with quills and inkpots, then perhaps ballpoints and notebooks small enough to stash at the sound of an opening door. I like to think of Emily Dickinson off in her bedroom, perhaps nibbling gingerbread or looking into the garden. Or Wordsworth striding among daffodils, then slipping out a quiet piece of paper. Here's Robert Louis Stevenson perhaps penning A Child's Garden of Verses.
Computers come with a litt...
Published on May 28, 2010 07:10