As a graphic designer and publisher for all of my working career, I can so relate to this poem. I can’t tell you how many times one little unnoticed error has completely wrecked a job.
Ode to the Typographical Error
The typographical error is a slippery thing and sly;
You can hunt till you are dizzy, but it somehow will get by.
’Till the forms are on the press, it is strange how still it keeps.
It shrinks down in a corner, and it never stirs or peeps –
That typographical error, too small for human eyes –
’Till the ink is on the paper, when it grows to mountain size.
The boss, he stares with horror, then he grabs his hair and groans;
The copyreader drops his head upon his hands and moans.
The remainder of the issue may be clean as clean can be,
But the typographical error is the only thing you see.
— Anonymous
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Felt some empathy with the ode to the typographical error…
Regarding typographical errors
I feel I must agree
Though it doesn’t happen often
It has happened to me
I’ve searched the page and searched again
Not one error did I spy
Until the moment after
The printer ink was dry
That microscopic error
That I couldn’t even spot
Has now become so evident
I feel I’ve lost the plot
Though all the rest is perfect
It matters not one tiny jot
Due to that ‘gigantic’ blemish
My reputation’s shot
Hi Marian,
I LOVE this. You are a fabulous poet. Wish I had that talent.
I believe the Ode that I re-printed was written way back in the early 1800’s. The problem has been around a long time.
I love your up-to-date version.
Best,
Marty
It was certainly around in 1951 when I started my seven year apprenticeship as a compositor.
And just as true today, Malcolm. Just as true today! I just sure miss the feel of metal type.
Thanks for commenting today.
My Best,
Marty