Little rays of moonshineHerbert, A. P. (Alan Patrick)
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Little rays of moonshine
Herbert, A. P. (Alan Patrick)
English essays -- 20th century; English wit and humor
O curse the typewriter itself is not wolly giltless ½ike all mac&ines
it has amind of it sown and is of like passsions with ourselves. i
could put that into greek if only the machine was not so hopelessly
MOdern. it’s chief failing is that it cannot write m’sdecently and
instead of h it will keep putting that confounded £. as amatter of
fact ithas been doing m’s rather better today butthat is only its
cusssedusssedness and because i have been opening my shoul ders wenever
we have come to an m; or should it be A m? who can tell; little
peculiuliarities like making indifferent m’s are very important & w£en
one is bying a typewriter one s£ould make careful enquiries about
themc; because it is things of that sort wich so often give criminals
away. there is notHing a detective likes so much as a type riter with
an idiosxz an idioynq damit an idiotyncrasy. for instance if i commit a
murder i s£ould not thinq of writing a litter about it with this of all
typewriters becusa because that fool ofa £ would give me away at once I
daresay scotland Yard have got specimens of my trypewriting locked up
in some pigeon-hole allready. if they £avent they ought to; it ought to
be part of my dosossier.
i thing the place of the hypewriter in ART is inshufficiently
apreciated. Modern art i understand is chiefly sumbolical expression
and straigt lines. a typwriter can do strait lines with the under
lining mark) and there are few more atractive symbols thaN the symbols
i have used in this articel; i merely thro out the sugestion
I dont tink i shal do many more articles like this it is tooo much like
work? but I am glad I have got out of that £ habit;
A. P. £.
The Art of Poetry
I
Many people have said to me, “I wish I could write poems. I often try,
but----” They mean, I gather, that the impulse, the creative itch, is
in them, but they don’t know how to satisfy it. My own position is that
I know how to write poetry, but I can’t be bothered. I have not got the
itch. The least I can do, however, is to try to help those who have.
A mistake commonly committed by novices is to make up their minds what
it is they are going to say before they begin. This is superfluous
effort, tending to cramp the style. It is permissible, if not
essential, to select a _subject_--say, MUD--but any detailed argument
or plan which may restrict the free development of metre and rhyme (if
any) is to be discouraged.
With that understanding, let us now write a poem about MUD.
I should begin in this sort of way:--
Mud, mud,
Nothing but mud,
O my God!
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