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NaBloPoMo ’06

November 20, 2006

Winter Crow

This morning, two eagles were playing in the winds above the river. No photos; I couldn’t bring myself to stop watching long enough to bring up the camera. So you get Crow, instead. This particular crow posed and chatted with me for quite awhile. Then I said thank you, and it nodded, and we went… Continue reading

NaBloPoMo ’06, Photos 2006

crow, NaBloPoMo, photo, photograph
November 19, 2006

Writing

That blue & white bowl is for — get this — organic lollipops. Yep, I actually bought such a thing, on my pre-Halloween Good Food Store NaNoWriMo preparation shopping trip. I kept reading about all the food one consumes during this marathon, what makes the best snacks, on and on — so, among several other… Continue reading

NaBloPoMo ’06, NaNoWriMo ’06, Photos 2006, Writing

NaBloPoMo, NaNoWriMo, photo, photograph, Writing
November 18, 2006

Ribbet

[Today: 1829 words. So far: 42,144 words.] Continue reading

Critters, NaBloPoMo ’06

frog, NaBloPoMo, warholized
November 17, 2006

Don’t take my picture!

Ah, I know just how he feels. For more photogenic critters, try: Friday Ark I and the Bird Carnival of the Cats Carnival of the Dogs Circus of the Spineless Weekend Cat Blogging Weekend Dog Blogging LisaViolet’s Tummy Tuesday Kitty Movie Monday at YouTube [Today: 809 words. So far: 40,315 words.] Continue reading

Friday Cat Blogging 8, NaBloPoMo ’06

Friday Cat Blogging, NaBloPoMo
November 16, 2006

Poetry Thursday

Poetry Thursday had a really great prompt this week, but I don’t have the time or energy it deserves just now. I did do my usual snapshot poem yesterday, and I’m going to send you to a current, ongoing conversation at The Well with poet and novelist Mary Mackey: Mary Mackey is the author… Continue reading

NaBloPoMo ’06, poetry, poetry thursday, Poets

Mary Mackey, NaBloPoMo, poetry, poetry thursday, The Well

Ancestral (Artificial )Intelligence

I do not use AI to write. For me, writing is how I think, and I prefer to do it myself. If/when I post anything here that I suspect or know to be AI generated, I will tell you.

I have changed this from Artificial to Ancestral, after Abi Awomosu @ Substack. This medium was made with human history, human thought. All of it, bright and dark. It is ancestral.

Poems

Please do not assume that I am the speaker/ subject of my poems.

In these times of creative nonfiction and fictionalized memoirs, I think of the poem itself as true fiction: it is most likely not factual, but it must be true.

It is likely to be — it is best if it is — a truth I did not know before I wrote, and may not understand even then.

A poem is my way of discovering (dis-covering) what I feel; sometimes, what I think — but it is not necessarily biographical.

NaBloPoMo ’06

Winter Crow

Writing

Ribbet

Don’t take my picture!

Poetry Thursday