A couple of weeks ago I went to the library and noticed a strange new gadget. There were no plants in it at the time. At first I thought it was a 3D printing project as the library has a 3D printer. I asked and was told it was not printed by the 3D printer…
Year: 2025
dVerse — OLN — Fisherwoman (dedicated to Zhuangzi)
Fisherwoman (Dedicated to Zhuangzi)Traveling here and there,doing this and that,few notice the fisherwomanon stone, lichen-covered bridge;straw hat, tattered cotton clothes,can of bait dug from garden,bamboo pole, and bucket.Mirror, she likewise takes no notice;our frantic ways spinning through.When way of human ceases, you willfind she’s still there, fishing,accepting the cyclicity of things.In an end, as in…
dVerse — Prosery — Morning Coffee Reflections
To hurt is to steal — Bono and U2, from “Mysterious Ways” on Achtung Baby Morning Coffee Reflections She drinks her morning coffee with them. He, an introverted creeper who preyed on babysitters and kept Polaroids of children in his sock drawer; who wigged out when one of his OCD rules were violated. She, who…
dVerse OLN 385 — Drawing a Diagram (for v2.0)
Drawing a Diagram (for v2.0)I want to draw you a diagram, soon to be historicaldocument, with teaching strands emerging from viscid entanglements of our, failed prototype v1.0’s,reign. Toxic dew condenses, has us trapped incompulsively terminal decisions with 10,000 things. Holy Coder’s beta testing of v1.0’s repurposed clay, envy-clawed souls, and wonky circuitry began with big…
(repost) Friday Favorite Feature 43 — Doodads and Notice of Hiatus
Everyone who reads my blog regularly knows I’ve been going strong since March with Women Music March 2025 and A2Z 2025. The weather is getting nice and there are things that need to get done out in the yard. The bike needs to get out on the roads and bike paths. I’ve got some writing…
dVerse Poetics Tuesday — Apple Blossom Celebration
Apple Blossom Celebration This Spring, for some reason, the apple trees blossoming held special interest for me. Maybe it was missing the cherry blossoms? Perhaps it was birds who set the tone? Yet, maybe they always celebrate them this way? Instead of being a passive observer, long I stood at the window, watching a festive…
#FF — Escape
PHOTO PROMPT © Lisa Fox Escape “You’re doing it again.” Indeed, Robin is – bouncing off of the walls of fantasy, lost in rainbows, surprised caterpillars, and mysteriously webbed lairs of intrigue. “Robin!” She looks up from her phone, yanked back to a reality of Jerry’s grim expression of pained disappointment. When did he get…
Tao Talk 