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Photos 2006

November 2, 2006

Poetry Thursday

This week’s prompt was: Share a favorite line of poetry. There is far too much to choose from for this assignment — so I’m going to cheat, just a bit, and send you elsewhere — by linking these lines from Joyce Kilmer’s famous poem: I think that I shall never see A poem as… Continue reading

NaBloPoMo ’06, Photos 2006, poetry thursday

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October 25, 2006

Snapshot Poem 25 October 02006

Cat on my shoulder, dog at my knee, I live amidst amulets, icons, paintings by unknown artists, carvings by Indonesian strangers, figures that invoke religions that are not mine; spirit that is. Leaves come down in a clatter of color. The windchimes ring. Ah, I’m just not feeling very poetic today… Continue reading

Photos 2006, Snapshot Poems 2006

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October 17, 2006

Yet Another Photo Toy

I found this at fotogail’s MySpace page. I think you’ll need flash to see it. These are photos of my garden, this year: http://widget-8b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf Get Your Own! | View Slideshow This is very well-integated with flickr. Easy! Gosh. It’s almost hypnotic. Continue reading

Flickr, garden, Photos 2006

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October 17, 2006

Rich

The other night I caught a bit of Larry King Live, with Donald Trump and Robert T. Kiyosaki, pitching their book Why We Want You to be Rich. King asked for the definition of rich in this country. Curious? If you make one million dollars a year, without working — you can consider yourself rich.… Continue reading

Noticed, Personal, Photos 2006, Thinking

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October 11, 2006

Snapshot Poem 11 October 02006

Did you know that leaves don’t fall, but are pushed by their trees? The first grosbeak came today. I saw a tattered warbler dead on the trail. Do you think that absence casts a shadow? How tired I am, of getting up, of sitting down, of moving slowly through dense and un- forgiving days. Dreams… Continue reading

Photos 2006, Snapshot Poems 2006

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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.

Photos 2006

Poetry Thursday

Snapshot Poem 25 October 02006

Yet Another Photo Toy

Rich

Snapshot Poem 11 October 02006