Originally Posted: July 25th, 2013
Updated: December 31st, 2019
A little while ago, I found the time to do Typewriter Poetry. I was headed to Venice by bus, but got off near the Promenade to refill my water. While walking down an alley, I spotted a mint condition cardboard box. Tore it up, Sharpie’d it down, and ended up settling down near 3rd Street instead.
Here’s a poem I typed for Jeff. Can you spot the typos? 🙂 He was kind enough to share the photos he took. Thanks again, Jeff!
Did you see the prima donna
across the street in Tijuana?
No. And please
step off the rhymes.
Time is just a beat
we are anxious to complete.
-billimarie
july 6th 2013
Oh, that is just beautiful! I really love the spirit of your work, billimarie. I so dig your photographs too!
Thanks as always, Richard! I love the photographs, too…can’t take any credit, it’s all the people I meet 🙂
i didn’t notice on the original, but I see now that prima donna has a typo or two. =)
Haha, yes. I never notice typos until I look at the poem again. I’ve got severe case of thoughts moving faster than writing/typing abilities 🙂
brilliantly beautiful
intriguing lifestyle!
Thanks for stopping by, Arna!