My father has always written his sermons with a fountain pen – he is the sheer image of a Dickensian writer hovering over his inkwell at his antique oak desk. So the tradition of fountain pen writing with a lazier spin (no inkwell) passed to my hands.
Be Ye Transformed
All because of
my gene pool
the choice
became
critical
my pen preference
particular
the silver spoon
of a poor preacher’s kid
neither chisel
nor charcoal
on stone
or papyrus
rather
a medium nib
rich indigo ink
a selection of styles
for any occasion
the everyday best choice:
a Pilot Varsity
Disposable
Fountain Pen
wielded at a 40 degree angle
moderate pressure
on the nib
flashing like
the shield of a warrior
winning the day
National
Fountain Pen Day –
celebrated annually
since 2012
on the first Friday
of November
stories and histories
more orthodox than Bic
(cult following thick)
to celebrate:
take my hand
dare to
wade into the
fountain
be baptized
sprinkled
immersed
a fountain pen mermaid disciple
be ye transformed
Link to fountain pen blogs:
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