Concrete Poetry: Typo 35 / The OCD Type / Typewriter Dance

Typo 35, RTomens, 2020

I  would love to say my fingers dance across the keys of the Remington in a flurry of inspiration but of course that's not usually how constructing concrete poetry happens. It can, for some, be an incredibly laborious process, the very careful positioning of the key before the strike. I rarely worry about such precision...and I like the chance element, or the slightly 'off' aspect of shapes or lines I may create. This apparent contrariness may be part of my character. 

Some people crave, and strive to create, precision. I cannot help but look at precisely constructed concrete poems without imaging their creators being the types whose desks are always in perfect order, as is their fridge and their wardrobe. They strike me as being OCD types (pun intended). 

Here are people literally dancing across the keys of a typewriter.