The Telex Machine
The Telex machine sits quietly forgotten in the corner,
Elapsed by the fax machine and then e-mail,
Long forgotten by all but us oldies,
Excluded to the vaults of museums,
Xylonite shared your fate with the public consonance.
By Christopher Tye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Quietly forgotten! ! Thanks for sharing.