Extinct Sounds

I read an article that described sounds that are extinct,
Like the swoosh, pause, click-click-click of the rotary phone dial,
And the blp-sssss of the coffee maker as it percolated,
And the clackclackclackclackclack, ping, zzzzzzzzp of the manual typewriter,

The bzzzzzz of the TV as it warmed up, the clunk clunk clunk
As you turned the dial for a channel you liked,
The FFFFFFFFFFF of blank stations, the EEEEEEEEEE of stations
That had gone off for the night.

There was the plonk when your record dropped onto the turntable,
The scrtch of the needle on vinyl, preceding even the loftiest of music,
And of course the record skipping crck the record skipping crck
The record skipping crck…..

And how I remember the clck-clck of the flash cube
On Dad’s new Instamatic camera, that allowed you to take
Four photographs without changing the bulb!   So much better
Than installing a fresh bulb---flck, it went, coming out—for each photo.

Such nostalgia!  I remembered all the article’s sounds, reminders
Of my childhood, with its own extinct sounds, Mom making coffee
In the morning and saying to me Good Morning, sweetie,
the soft squeak of the chair as she settled in later for her soaps,
Dad burning his fingers on a spent flash bulb and hissing sonofabitch. 



Inspired by an article by Kara Kovalchick, “11 Sounds That Your Kids Have Probably Never Heard,” Mental Floss, Nov. 11, 2011, http://www.mentalfloss.com/blogs/archives/106713