the poets typing in central park

writer working on typewriter in office
Photo by Andrea Piacquadio on

She sits with fingers at the ready,

To paint a world for passersby

In words that dot the postcard face,

The bullet holes each key stroke fires,

As powerful as weapons, deathly too,

But she shapes them into sunset hues

And mirrors back the love between

Her muses stopped to here her song.

I’ve recently discovered TikTok – I know I’m late to the game. I have obviously heard of it before, but I thought that it was only for doing dance routines.

I have found that I really like watching the spoken word TikToks and I’ve come across some really beautiful poems. I think that the marriage between poem and images works really well.

I then stumbled across these videos of the people who sit in Central Park with a typewriter. They ask passersby if they would like a poem written especially for them and then they just type something out on a postcard that the person can keep.

It’s possibly the most rmonatic thing I can think of, and my little INFP brain adores everything about it – especially the fact that it’s typed out on a typewriter.

I live on the side of a park and I want to go out and do my own poetry generation. Unfortunately I live on a pretty rough council estate so I have a feeling that most people would take a wide berth around me, thinking that I may be high on something.

Even if I can’t do it for other people, I may need to purchase my own typewriter and hammer my own little word gems.

Much Love

Rachel xx

3 thoughts on “the poets typing in central park

  1. Margot Kinberg

    I love that image, Rachel! I love writing, and the idea of creating poetry like that, for passersby, is so appealing! I can see why it could be a lovely experience. Actually, the first writing I did (besides with pen and paper) was on a typewriter. There’s something elemental about it that really connects you with what you’re writing.

  2. clcouch123

    Thanks to you, I now know something about TikTok. I didn’t know about the poet-typists in Central Park. I had heard a story about a poet who wrote poems at an arts festival where everyone else had pots and photographs and such. I agree, I like the typewriting more, though any live (so to say) tries at poem writing should be applauded. I have an old, electric typewriter. Hmm.

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