Poem of the week: The Age of Cardboard and String by Charles Boyle
A machine for eating oranges, humming new tunes and flying to the moon may be a bit less innocent than children’s play
The Age of Cardboard and String
It is a machine for eating oranges. Continue reading...
It is a machine for humming new tunes.
It is a rocket bound for the moon.
It is, whatever string you pull, the same machine.