Author's posts
Jul 16 2008
Muse in the Morning
Muse in the Morning |
State of the Onion XXX (Finis)
Art Link Brain Scan
|
Jul 15 2008
Muse in the Morning
Muse in the Morning |
State of the Onion XXIX
The graphic linked to below was created when I was experimenting with creating the “feel” of digital texture. This one is wax.
Sometimes the poems express thoughts that plead for discussion. Rarely does that discussion actually take place. This is one of those. In a performance it comes right before the closing words, which are immediately followed by a Q & A opportunity for spontaneous communication.
Art Link Scratching at the Surface
|
Jul 14 2008
Muse in the Morning
Muse in the Morning |
If there is a “We” and we want the world to be a better place, then one would think we would want to join in common cause, which requires finding common ground. That last thing is not so easy.
State of the Onion XXVIII
The techniques I have used to create the eggs (the graphics) evolved over time, leading to the 3D look-and-feel exemplified by today’s art. The poem is what it is. It was written one day after my 58th birthday.
Ah, but I was so much older then. I’m younger than that now. I wish.
This series is almost over. There are only two more poems after this one, for now, but one doesn’t know how many more acts there are to this story. Time takes its toll.
Art Link Cracks in the Shell
|
Jul 13 2008
Café Discovery: Hope and Despair
While I was writing last Friday’s piece, I decided to do a bit of follow up today. I’m always interested in words and thought I would drag some along behind me.
- Please note: These words are about the subject of that other essay, Despondency. They have nothing to do with my present state of mind. Suggestions that I need anti-depressants just might be inconsistent with what that essay said and with my current state of mind, although people commenting in my essays without seeming to have actually read them is a bit depressing in and of itself.
The closest word at the Online Etymological Dictionary (quoted liberally here) to despondency is despondence, a word dating from 1676. It derives from the Latin despondere:
“to give up, lose, lose heart, resign” (especially in the phrase animam despondere, literally “to give up one’s soul”), from the sense of a promise to give something away, from de- “away” + spondere “to promise” (see spondee [we shall return to this]). A step above despair.
So, okay. How about despair?
Jul 12 2008
Friday Philosophy: Despondency
Each day I can watch him trudging home from wherever he has been. Fortunately it is downhill from the bus stop to where he lives. He never smiles, eyes focused on the ground a few feet in front of his pace.
Beaten down.
The world so heavy that he can’t even look up.
Shoulders sagging under the weight of the last straw, and the last straw before that… and the one before that. A succession of so many minor beatings to the ego that he flinches reflexively at anything, everything, expecting the worst
Back bent from too many sorrows.
And you want him to rise up?
Why? Is his life going to be better? Tomorrow, when he rolls out of bed, is anything he interacts with going to be better than it was? Is it worth his effort? Does he have any effort to give?
I’ve been there, a time or two…or ten, when all one worried about was where the next bottle, or toke, or hit was coming from, anything to reach numb. Anything more than numb was a bonus.
Jul 11 2008
Muse in the Morning
Muse in the Morning |
If there is a “We” and we want the world to be a better place, then one would think we would want to join in common cause, which requires finding common ground. That last thing is not so easy.
State of the Onion XXVII
Art Link Suspended in Blue
|
Jul 10 2008
Muse in the Morning
Muse in the Morning |
State of the Onion XXVI
Art Link Fool’s Gold
|
Jul 09 2008
Muse in the Morning
Muse in the Morning |
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
–Katharine Lee Bates
–1913
It’s a great song. But times have changed…
State of the Onion XXV
America the Ugly
America, America –Robyn Elaine Serven |
Jul 08 2008
Muse in the Morning
Muse in the Morning |
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
–Katharine Lee Bates
–1913
It’s a great song. But times have changed…
State of the Onion XXIV
America the Ugly
|
Jul 07 2008
Muse in the Morning
Muse in the Morning |
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
–Katharine Lee Bates
–1913
It’s a great song. But times have changed…
State of the Onion XXIII
America the Ugly
|
Jul 06 2008
Café Discovery: On the Thickness of Skin
The Storyteller took a deep breath and cast back for another memory, another story to tell. The Listener was patient, but did require the occasional feeding. The Storyteller chuckled at the observation. The Engineer glanced backward and nodded. And the Train switched to another happentrack.
The Storyteller began to sing. The Listener leaned forward. The passenger turned over, but otherwise remained sleeping.
One day Sun found a new canyon.
It hid for miles and ran far away,
then it went under a mountain. Now Sun
goes over but knows it is there. And that
is why sun shines–it is always looking.
Be like the sun.
–William Stafford
Pine was at it again, hectoring all of creation. Canyon rolled its eyes as Sun passed overhead. Canyon preferred peace.
Jul 05 2008
Friday Philosophy: Celebrating War
It dawned on me the other night where it all went wrong. At least from one perspective.
Here I was thinking the Buy-Centennial Sell-Abration was only supposed to last for one year. 1976, if anyone is keeping track. Apparently I misunderstood. Apparently it was intended to last much longer.
At least it seems to have lasted that way.
–Calvin Coolidge
Did you know you can purchase a white chocolate (i.e. cocoa butter) replica of the Capitol building? What could be more patriotic than eating that? And you can also get a dark chocolate (i.e. chocolate) replica of the Washington Monument. What could be more phallic than that?
I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’m glad so many other people have finally noticed this. But it’s not like it is news. And pardon those of us who have understood this for as long as we can remember and have trouble working up a good hysteria.