Sunday, February 11, 2018
11/Objects
After reading Billy Collins' poem "Ode to a Desk Lamp" I thought I should write about mine. But Billy and his lamp have a long and storied history, whereas my desk lamp is number 8 or 9 in a series of desk lamps, and, to be honest, in its own way just as unsatisfactory as numbers 1 through 7 (or 8).
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Oh, the inconstancy of desk lamps! (Or would it be constancy in this case?)
ReplyDeleteMy ode to a desk lamp would be very short since I don't have one.
ReplyDeleteI have a desk lamp, but rarely use it.
ReplyDeleteMy current desk lamp is a clip-on mini light from IKEA. It flickers constantly. It isn't worth a couplet.
ReplyDeleteThat made me laugh.
DeleteWow--you all must have much better eyes than I!
ReplyDeleteKim, beware of flickering lamps. Shorted connections are dangerous! Everyone who watches "This is Us" now knows this.