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I've Been Nominated!
Jan. 5th, 2010 12:42 amMy Poetry Fishbowl has just been nominated for the Rose and Bay Award in the Poetry category. Eeee, squee!
*bow, flourish* I am honored.
*bow, flourish* I am honored.
Jan. 5th, 2010
I've Been Nominated!
Jan. 5th, 2010 12:42 amMy Poetry Fishbowl has just been nominated for the Rose and Bay Award in the Poetry category. Eeee, squee!
*bow, flourish* I am honored.
*bow, flourish* I am honored.
I've Been Nominated!
Jan. 5th, 2010 12:42 amMy Poetry Fishbowl has just been nominated for the Rose and Bay Award in the Poetry category. Eeee, squee!
*bow, flourish* I am honored.
*bow, flourish* I am honored.
I've Been Nominated!
Jan. 5th, 2010 12:42 amMy Poetry Fishbowl has just been nominated for the Rose and Bay Award in the Poetry category. Eeee, squee!
*bow, flourish* I am honored.
*bow, flourish* I am honored.
Poetry Fishbowl Open!
Jan. 5th, 2010 11:54 amStarting now, the Poetry Fishbowl is open! Today's theme is "hard science fiction." I will be checking this page periodically throughout the day. When people make suggestions, I'll pick some and weave them together into a poem ... and then another ... and so on. I'm hoping to get a lot of ideas and a lot of poems.
The January Poetry Fishbowl is now closed.
I decided to do "hard science fiction" as a theme because I was annoyed at someone making disparaging remarks about the amount and quality of hard SF written by women. Poke a sexist in the eye: give me hard science prompts. (Hard science fiction places science at the center of attention, and it refrains from violating known scientific parameters; read more here.)
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "hard science fiction." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
Cyberfunded Creativity
I'm practicing cyberfunded creativity. If you enjoy what I'm doing and want to see more of it, please feed the Bard. The following options are currently available:
1) Sponsor the Fishbowl -- Here is a PayPal button for donations. There is no specific requirement, but $1 is the minimum recommended size for PayPal transactions since they take a cut from every one. You can also donate via check or money order sent by postal mail. If you make a donation and tell me about it, I promise to use one of your prompts. Anonymous donations are perfectly welcome, just won't get that perk. General donations will be tallied, and at the end of the fishbowl I’ll post a list of eligible poems based on the total funding; then the audience can vote on which they want to see posted.
The January Poetry Fishbowl is now closed.
I decided to do "hard science fiction" as a theme because I was annoyed at someone making disparaging remarks about the amount and quality of hard SF written by women. Poke a sexist in the eye: give me hard science prompts. (Hard science fiction places science at the center of attention, and it refrains from violating known scientific parameters; read more here.)
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "hard science fiction." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
Cyberfunded Creativity
I'm practicing cyberfunded creativity. If you enjoy what I'm doing and want to see more of it, please feed the Bard. The following options are currently available:
1) Sponsor the Fishbowl -- Here is a PayPal button for donations. There is no specific requirement, but $1 is the minimum recommended size for PayPal transactions since they take a cut from every one. You can also donate via check or money order sent by postal mail. If you make a donation and tell me about it, I promise to use one of your prompts. Anonymous donations are perfectly welcome, just won't get that perk. General donations will be tallied, and at the end of the fishbowl I’ll post a list of eligible poems based on the total funding; then the audience can vote on which they want to see posted.
Poetry Fishbowl Open!
Jan. 5th, 2010 11:54 amStarting now, the Poetry Fishbowl is open! Today's theme is "hard science fiction." I will be checking this page periodically throughout the day. When people make suggestions, I'll pick some and weave them together into a poem ... and then another ... and so on. I'm hoping to get a lot of ideas and a lot of poems.
The January Poetry Fishbowl is now closed.
I decided to do "hard science fiction" as a theme because I was annoyed at someone making disparaging remarks about the amount and quality of hard SF written by women. Poke a sexist in the eye: give me hard science prompts. (Hard science fiction places science at the center of attention, and it refrains from violating known scientific parameters; read more here.)
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "hard science fiction." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
Cyberfunded Creativity
I'm practicing cyberfunded creativity. If you enjoy what I'm doing and want to see more of it, please feed the Bard. The following options are currently available:
1) Sponsor the Fishbowl -- Here is a PayPal button for donations. There is no specific requirement, but $1 is the minimum recommended size for PayPal transactions since they take a cut from every one. You can also donate via check or money order sent by postal mail. If you make a donation and tell me about it, I promise to use one of your prompts. Anonymous donations are perfectly welcome, just won't get that perk. General donations will be tallied, and at the end of the fishbowl I’ll post a list of eligible poems based on the total funding; then the audience can vote on which they want to see posted.
The January Poetry Fishbowl is now closed.
I decided to do "hard science fiction" as a theme because I was annoyed at someone making disparaging remarks about the amount and quality of hard SF written by women. Poke a sexist in the eye: give me hard science prompts. (Hard science fiction places science at the center of attention, and it refrains from violating known scientific parameters; read more here.)
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "hard science fiction." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
Cyberfunded Creativity
I'm practicing cyberfunded creativity. If you enjoy what I'm doing and want to see more of it, please feed the Bard. The following options are currently available:
1) Sponsor the Fishbowl -- Here is a PayPal button for donations. There is no specific requirement, but $1 is the minimum recommended size for PayPal transactions since they take a cut from every one. You can also donate via check or money order sent by postal mail. If you make a donation and tell me about it, I promise to use one of your prompts. Anonymous donations are perfectly welcome, just won't get that perk. General donations will be tallied, and at the end of the fishbowl I’ll post a list of eligible poems based on the total funding; then the audience can vote on which they want to see posted.
Poetry Fishbowl Open!
Jan. 5th, 2010 11:54 amStarting now, the Poetry Fishbowl is open! Today's theme is "hard science fiction." I will be checking this page periodically throughout the day. When people make suggestions, I'll pick some and weave them together into a poem ... and then another ... and so on. I'm hoping to get a lot of ideas and a lot of poems.
The January Poetry Fishbowl is now closed.
I decided to do "hard science fiction" as a theme because I was annoyed at someone making disparaging remarks about the amount and quality of hard SF written by women. Poke a sexist in the eye: give me hard science prompts. (Hard science fiction places science at the center of attention, and it refrains from violating known scientific parameters; read more here.)
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "hard science fiction." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
Cyberfunded Creativity
I'm practicing cyberfunded creativity. If you enjoy what I'm doing and want to see more of it, please feed the Bard. The following options are currently available:
1) Sponsor the Fishbowl -- Here is a PayPal button for donations. There is no specific requirement, but $1 is the minimum recommended size for PayPal transactions since they take a cut from every one. You can also donate via check or money order sent by postal mail. If you make a donation and tell me about it, I promise to use one of your prompts. Anonymous donations are perfectly welcome, just won't get that perk. General donations will be tallied, and at the end of the fishbowl I’ll post a list of eligible poems based on the total funding; then the audience can vote on which they want to see posted.
The January Poetry Fishbowl is now closed.
I decided to do "hard science fiction" as a theme because I was annoyed at someone making disparaging remarks about the amount and quality of hard SF written by women. Poke a sexist in the eye: give me hard science prompts. (Hard science fiction places science at the center of attention, and it refrains from violating known scientific parameters; read more here.)
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "hard science fiction." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
Cyberfunded Creativity
I'm practicing cyberfunded creativity. If you enjoy what I'm doing and want to see more of it, please feed the Bard. The following options are currently available:
1) Sponsor the Fishbowl -- Here is a PayPal button for donations. There is no specific requirement, but $1 is the minimum recommended size for PayPal transactions since they take a cut from every one. You can also donate via check or money order sent by postal mail. If you make a donation and tell me about it, I promise to use one of your prompts. Anonymous donations are perfectly welcome, just won't get that perk. General donations will be tallied, and at the end of the fishbowl I’ll post a list of eligible poems based on the total funding; then the audience can vote on which they want to see posted.
Poetry Fishbowl Open!
Jan. 5th, 2010 11:54 amStarting now, the Poetry Fishbowl is open! Today's theme is "hard science fiction." I will be checking this page periodically throughout the day. When people make suggestions, I'll pick some and weave them together into a poem ... and then another ... and so on. I'm hoping to get a lot of ideas and a lot of poems.
The January Poetry Fishbowl is now closed.
I decided to do "hard science fiction" as a theme because I was annoyed at someone making disparaging remarks about the amount and quality of hard SF written by women. Poke a sexist in the eye: give me hard science prompts. (Hard science fiction places science at the center of attention, and it refrains from violating known scientific parameters; read more here.)
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "hard science fiction." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
Cyberfunded Creativity
I'm practicing cyberfunded creativity. If you enjoy what I'm doing and want to see more of it, please feed the Bard. The following options are currently available:
1) Sponsor the Fishbowl -- Here is a PayPal button for donations. There is no specific requirement, but $1 is the minimum recommended size for PayPal transactions since they take a cut from every one. You can also donate via check or money order sent by postal mail. If you make a donation and tell me about it, I promise to use one of your prompts. Anonymous donations are perfectly welcome, just won't get that perk. General donations will be tallied, and at the end of the fishbowl I’ll post a list of eligible poems based on the total funding; then the audience can vote on which they want to see posted.
The January Poetry Fishbowl is now closed.
I decided to do "hard science fiction" as a theme because I was annoyed at someone making disparaging remarks about the amount and quality of hard SF written by women. Poke a sexist in the eye: give me hard science prompts. (Hard science fiction places science at the center of attention, and it refrains from violating known scientific parameters; read more here.)
What Is a Poetry Fishbowl?
Writing is usually considered a solitary pursuit. One exception to this is a fascinating exercise called a "fishbowl." This has various forms, but all of them basically involve some kind of writing in public, usually with interaction between author and audience. A famous example is Harlan Ellison's series of "stories under glass" in which he sits in a bookstore window and writes a new story based on an idea that someone gives him. Writing classes sometimes include a version where students watch each other write, often with students calling out suggestions which are chalked up on the blackboard for those writing to use as inspiration.
In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is "hard science fiction." I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.
Cyberfunded Creativity
I'm practicing cyberfunded creativity. If you enjoy what I'm doing and want to see more of it, please feed the Bard. The following options are currently available:
1) Sponsor the Fishbowl -- Here is a PayPal button for donations. There is no specific requirement, but $1 is the minimum recommended size for PayPal transactions since they take a cut from every one. You can also donate via check or money order sent by postal mail. If you make a donation and tell me about it, I promise to use one of your prompts. Anonymous donations are perfectly welcome, just won't get that perk. General donations will be tallied, and at the end of the fishbowl I’ll post a list of eligible poems based on the total funding; then the audience can vote on which they want to see posted.
"The Cybernaut" seeks cosponsors
Jan. 5th, 2010 02:34 pm![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
miintikwa is seeking cosponsors for "The Cybernaut," a free verse poem about the past and future of space exploration and what might happen if we could merge minds with equipment.24 lines, Buy It Now = $10
Amount donated = $7
Amount remaining = $3
This poem has been FULLY FUNDED. You can now read it here.
"The Cybernaut" seeks cosponsors
Jan. 5th, 2010 02:34 pmmiintikwa is seeking cosponsors for "The Cybernaut," a free verse poem about the past and future of space exploration and what might happen if we could merge minds with equipment.24 lines, Buy It Now = $10
Amount donated = $7
Amount remaining = $3
This poem has been FULLY FUNDED. You can now read it here.
"The Cybernaut" seeks cosponsors
Jan. 5th, 2010 02:34 pmmiintikwa is seeking cosponsors for "The Cybernaut," a free verse poem about the past and future of space exploration and what might happen if we could merge minds with equipment.24 lines, Buy It Now = $10
Amount donated = $7
Amount remaining = $3
This poem has been FULLY FUNDED. You can now read it here.
"The Cybernaut" seeks cosponsors
Jan. 5th, 2010 02:34 pmmiintikwa is seeking cosponsors for "The Cybernaut," a free verse poem about the past and future of space exploration and what might happen if we could merge minds with equipment.24 lines, Buy It Now = $10
Amount donated = $7
Amount remaining = $3
This poem has been FULLY FUNDED. You can now read it here.
Poem: "Brainwreck"
Jan. 5th, 2010 05:21 pmToday's first freebie poem was inspired by a prompt from wyld_dandelyon and a fervent desire to write something short and silly after finishing a tragic/romantic epic. I wasn't trying for a specific form, but it fell into something resembling a limerick; the long lines are near-rhymed and the short lines are true-rhymed. This is wacky linguistic humor that also draws on the idea that, if language influences thought, you could conceivably wrench something if you stretched too far...
Binary, trinary, hex,
Octal, and who knows what's next --
If we keep on this way
There will be hell to pay:
Brocas broke, Wernickes wrecked!
wyld_dandelyon and a fervent desire to write something short and silly after finishing a tragic/romantic epic. I wasn't trying for a specific form, but it fell into something resembling a limerick; the long lines are near-rhymed and the short lines are true-rhymed. This is wacky linguistic humor that also draws on the idea that, if language influences thought, you could conceivably wrench something if you stretched too far...Brainwreck
Binary, trinary, hex,
Octal, and who knows what's next --
If we keep on this way
There will be hell to pay:
Brocas broke, Wernickes wrecked!
Poem: "Brainwreck"
Jan. 5th, 2010 05:21 pmToday's first freebie poem was inspired by a prompt from wyld_dandelyon and a fervent desire to write something short and silly after finishing a tragic/romantic epic. I wasn't trying for a specific form, but it fell into something resembling a limerick; the long lines are near-rhymed and the short lines are true-rhymed. This is wacky linguistic humor that also draws on the idea that, if language influences thought, you could conceivably wrench something if you stretched too far...
Binary, trinary, hex,
Octal, and who knows what's next --
If we keep on this way
There will be hell to pay:
Brocas broke, Wernickes wrecked!
wyld_dandelyon and a fervent desire to write something short and silly after finishing a tragic/romantic epic. I wasn't trying for a specific form, but it fell into something resembling a limerick; the long lines are near-rhymed and the short lines are true-rhymed. This is wacky linguistic humor that also draws on the idea that, if language influences thought, you could conceivably wrench something if you stretched too far...Brainwreck
Binary, trinary, hex,
Octal, and who knows what's next --
If we keep on this way
There will be hell to pay:
Brocas broke, Wernickes wrecked!
Poem: "Brainwreck"
Jan. 5th, 2010 05:21 pmToday's first freebie poem was inspired by a prompt from wyld_dandelyon and a fervent desire to write something short and silly after finishing a tragic/romantic epic. I wasn't trying for a specific form, but it fell into something resembling a limerick; the long lines are near-rhymed and the short lines are true-rhymed. This is wacky linguistic humor that also draws on the idea that, if language influences thought, you could conceivably wrench something if you stretched too far...
Binary, trinary, hex,
Octal, and who knows what's next --
If we keep on this way
There will be hell to pay:
Brocas broke, Wernickes wrecked!
wyld_dandelyon and a fervent desire to write something short and silly after finishing a tragic/romantic epic. I wasn't trying for a specific form, but it fell into something resembling a limerick; the long lines are near-rhymed and the short lines are true-rhymed. This is wacky linguistic humor that also draws on the idea that, if language influences thought, you could conceivably wrench something if you stretched too far...Brainwreck
Binary, trinary, hex,
Octal, and who knows what's next --
If we keep on this way
There will be hell to pay:
Brocas broke, Wernickes wrecked!
Poem: "Brainwreck"
Jan. 5th, 2010 05:21 pmToday's first freebie poem was inspired by a prompt from wyld_dandelyon and a fervent desire to write something short and silly after finishing a tragic/romantic epic. I wasn't trying for a specific form, but it fell into something resembling a limerick; the long lines are near-rhymed and the short lines are true-rhymed. This is wacky linguistic humor that also draws on the idea that, if language influences thought, you could conceivably wrench something if you stretched too far...
Binary, trinary, hex,
Octal, and who knows what's next --
If we keep on this way
There will be hell to pay:
Brocas broke, Wernickes wrecked!
wyld_dandelyon and a fervent desire to write something short and silly after finishing a tragic/romantic epic. I wasn't trying for a specific form, but it fell into something resembling a limerick; the long lines are near-rhymed and the short lines are true-rhymed. This is wacky linguistic humor that also draws on the idea that, if language influences thought, you could conceivably wrench something if you stretched too far...Brainwreck
Binary, trinary, hex,
Octal, and who knows what's next --
If we keep on this way
There will be hell to pay:
Brocas broke, Wernickes wrecked!
valdary and now asakiyume is seeking cosponsors for it. This is a free verse poem about a female scientist who discovers what anti-gravity can really do ... and what she decides to do with that.20 lines, Buy It Now = $10
Amount received: $5
Amount remaining: $5
This poem is now FULLY FUNDED. You can read it here.
valdary and now asakiyume is seeking cosponsors for it. This is a free verse poem about a female scientist who discovers what anti-gravity can really do ... and what she decides to do with that.20 lines, Buy It Now = $10
Amount received: $5
Amount remaining: $5
This poem is now FULLY FUNDED. You can read it here.
valdary and now asakiyume is seeking cosponsors for it. This is a free verse poem about a female scientist who discovers what anti-gravity can really do ... and what she decides to do with that.20 lines, Buy It Now = $10
Amount received: $5
Amount remaining: $5
This poem is now FULLY FUNDED. You can read it here.
valdary and now asakiyume is seeking cosponsors for it. This is a free verse poem about a female scientist who discovers what anti-gravity can really do ... and what she decides to do with that.20 lines, Buy It Now = $10
Amount received: $5
Amount remaining: $5
This poem is now FULLY FUNDED. You can read it here.
Poem: "A Girl's Best Friend"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:27 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from ellenmillion. It is presented as today's second freebie poem, courtesy of new prompter fortunavirilis.A Girl's Best Friend
What makes a science hard?
It's there in the physicality,
Until you get to quantum physics
And reality turns slippery as teflon.
It's there in the graphism thesis,
Until you get to technical analysis
Which is not even in the field of science.
What makes a science soft?
It's there in the people,
Until you remember there are people in every science.
It's there in the sloppiness of language,
Until a linguist mashes it into graphs.
Where is the method in the madness?
It's there in the hypothesis and the experiment,
Until someone crops the data to get a grant.
It's there in the cause and effect,
Until you come back to quantum mechanics
And disconnect causality with the flick of a pen.
The hard and soft of scientific method remain subjective.
This field is wide and blooms with many flowers.
The world is analog and language is digital.
Even agreement is a fleeting thing.
Yet underneath it all lie the principles,
As clear and shiny as stones:
Observe the world.
Learn from it.
Make educated guesses.
Test them.
Be prepared to change your mind at need.
These are the diamonds of science, and
Diamond science is a girl's best friend.
Poem: "A Girl's Best Friend"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:27 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from ellenmillion. It is presented as today's second freebie poem, courtesy of new prompter fortunavirilis.A Girl's Best Friend
What makes a science hard?
It's there in the physicality,
Until you get to quantum physics
And reality turns slippery as teflon.
It's there in the graphism thesis,
Until you get to technical analysis
Which is not even in the field of science.
What makes a science soft?
It's there in the people,
Until you remember there are people in every science.
It's there in the sloppiness of language,
Until a linguist mashes it into graphs.
Where is the method in the madness?
It's there in the hypothesis and the experiment,
Until someone crops the data to get a grant.
It's there in the cause and effect,
Until you come back to quantum mechanics
And disconnect causality with the flick of a pen.
The hard and soft of scientific method remain subjective.
This field is wide and blooms with many flowers.
The world is analog and language is digital.
Even agreement is a fleeting thing.
Yet underneath it all lie the principles,
As clear and shiny as stones:
Observe the world.
Learn from it.
Make educated guesses.
Test them.
Be prepared to change your mind at need.
These are the diamonds of science, and
Diamond science is a girl's best friend.
Poem: "A Girl's Best Friend"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:27 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from ellenmillion. It is presented as today's second freebie poem, courtesy of new prompter fortunavirilis.A Girl's Best Friend
What makes a science hard?
It's there in the physicality,
Until you get to quantum physics
And reality turns slippery as teflon.
It's there in the graphism thesis,
Until you get to technical analysis
Which is not even in the field of science.
What makes a science soft?
It's there in the people,
Until you remember there are people in every science.
It's there in the sloppiness of language,
Until a linguist mashes it into graphs.
Where is the method in the madness?
It's there in the hypothesis and the experiment,
Until someone crops the data to get a grant.
It's there in the cause and effect,
Until you come back to quantum mechanics
And disconnect causality with the flick of a pen.
The hard and soft of scientific method remain subjective.
This field is wide and blooms with many flowers.
The world is analog and language is digital.
Even agreement is a fleeting thing.
Yet underneath it all lie the principles,
As clear and shiny as stones:
Observe the world.
Learn from it.
Make educated guesses.
Test them.
Be prepared to change your mind at need.
These are the diamonds of science, and
Diamond science is a girl's best friend.
Poem: "A Girl's Best Friend"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:27 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from ellenmillion. It is presented as today's second freebie poem, courtesy of new prompter fortunavirilis.A Girl's Best Friend
What makes a science hard?
It's there in the physicality,
Until you get to quantum physics
And reality turns slippery as teflon.
It's there in the graphism thesis,
Until you get to technical analysis
Which is not even in the field of science.
What makes a science soft?
It's there in the people,
Until you remember there are people in every science.
It's there in the sloppiness of language,
Until a linguist mashes it into graphs.
Where is the method in the madness?
It's there in the hypothesis and the experiment,
Until someone crops the data to get a grant.
It's there in the cause and effect,
Until you come back to quantum mechanics
And disconnect causality with the flick of a pen.
The hard and soft of scientific method remain subjective.
This field is wide and blooms with many flowers.
The world is analog and language is digital.
Even agreement is a fleeting thing.
Yet underneath it all lie the principles,
As clear and shiny as stones:
Observe the world.
Learn from it.
Make educated guesses.
Test them.
Be prepared to change your mind at need.
These are the diamonds of science, and
Diamond science is a girl's best friend.
Poem: "The Cybernaut"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:38 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from miintikwa (plus some previous discussions with mtrose2 about the future of space exploration) and crowdfunded by miintikwa, newroticgirl, and minor_architect.
miintikwa (plus some previous discussions with mtrose2 about the future of space exploration) and crowdfunded by miintikwa, newroticgirl, and minor_architect. The Cybernaut
The astronaut's body
is a thing of physical perfection,
able to withstand the crush of liftoff
and the nauseating release of freefall.
This is what it takes
for flesh to visit space.
The cybernaut's body
is a withered, twisted cage
from which the mind writhes toward freedom
and the cybernaut's vessel
is a mothership filled with antbots and flybots
and probes of all kinds
within which the cybernaut can
swim in the hydrocarbon lakes of Titan,
skate over the icy crust of Europa,
and soar on the endless winds of Jupiter.
This is what it takes
for the mind to go exploring.
A hale body holds the mind in a firm grasp,
demanding to be taken along for the ride --
but a feeble body allow the mind to slip loose
and moor itself in a shell of steel and silicon
to ride a rising tide of ones and zeros
pushing past frontiers where flesh can never follow.
Poem: "The Cybernaut"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:38 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from miintikwa (plus some previous discussions with mtrose2 about the future of space exploration) and crowdfunded by miintikwa, newroticgirl, and minor_architect.
miintikwa (plus some previous discussions with mtrose2 about the future of space exploration) and crowdfunded by miintikwa, newroticgirl, and minor_architect. The Cybernaut
The astronaut's body
is a thing of physical perfection,
able to withstand the crush of liftoff
and the nauseating release of freefall.
This is what it takes
for flesh to visit space.
The cybernaut's body
is a withered, twisted cage
from which the mind writhes toward freedom
and the cybernaut's vessel
is a mothership filled with antbots and flybots
and probes of all kinds
within which the cybernaut can
swim in the hydrocarbon lakes of Titan,
skate over the icy crust of Europa,
and soar on the endless winds of Jupiter.
This is what it takes
for the mind to go exploring.
A hale body holds the mind in a firm grasp,
demanding to be taken along for the ride --
but a feeble body allow the mind to slip loose
and moor itself in a shell of steel and silicon
to ride a rising tide of ones and zeros
pushing past frontiers where flesh can never follow.
Poem: "The Cybernaut"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:38 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from miintikwa (plus some previous discussions with mtrose2 about the future of space exploration) and crowdfunded by miintikwa, newroticgirl, and minor_architect.
miintikwa (plus some previous discussions with mtrose2 about the future of space exploration) and crowdfunded by miintikwa, newroticgirl, and minor_architect. The Cybernaut
The astronaut's body
is a thing of physical perfection,
able to withstand the crush of liftoff
and the nauseating release of freefall.
This is what it takes
for flesh to visit space.
The cybernaut's body
is a withered, twisted cage
from which the mind writhes toward freedom
and the cybernaut's vessel
is a mothership filled with antbots and flybots
and probes of all kinds
within which the cybernaut can
swim in the hydrocarbon lakes of Titan,
skate over the icy crust of Europa,
and soar on the endless winds of Jupiter.
This is what it takes
for the mind to go exploring.
A hale body holds the mind in a firm grasp,
demanding to be taken along for the ride --
but a feeble body allow the mind to slip loose
and moor itself in a shell of steel and silicon
to ride a rising tide of ones and zeros
pushing past frontiers where flesh can never follow.
Poem: "The Cybernaut"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:38 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from miintikwa (plus some previous discussions with mtrose2 about the future of space exploration) and crowdfunded by miintikwa, newroticgirl, and minor_architect.
miintikwa (plus some previous discussions with mtrose2 about the future of space exploration) and crowdfunded by miintikwa, newroticgirl, and minor_architect. The Cybernaut
The astronaut's body
is a thing of physical perfection,
able to withstand the crush of liftoff
and the nauseating release of freefall.
This is what it takes
for flesh to visit space.
The cybernaut's body
is a withered, twisted cage
from which the mind writhes toward freedom
and the cybernaut's vessel
is a mothership filled with antbots and flybots
and probes of all kinds
within which the cybernaut can
swim in the hydrocarbon lakes of Titan,
skate over the icy crust of Europa,
and soar on the endless winds of Jupiter.
This is what it takes
for the mind to go exploring.
A hale body holds the mind in a firm grasp,
demanding to be taken along for the ride --
but a feeble body allow the mind to slip loose
and moor itself in a shell of steel and silicon
to ride a rising tide of ones and zeros
pushing past frontiers where flesh can never follow.
Poem: "Good as New"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:44 pmThis poem was inspired and sponsored by minor_architect.Good as New
The human body is holographic,
each tiny cell holding
the pattern of the whole.
The seeds of life grow,
branch, and blossom
into a complete body.
We know how they do it.
How do they know to do it?
That's the part we don't know.
The body responds to damage.
It seals, binds, and renews
until what was broken
is whole again.
We know how but not why --
we have the lock
but are still seeking the key.
Questions lead us
through crimson jungles
in search of the answers
that sleep within us.
What we seek
is both elusive
and immanent.
It is there in the blood and the bone.
It is there in the stem cells
and the extracellular matrix.
It is there in the DNA and the RNA,
written in finer lines than the eye can see.
If we could but turn the key in the lock,
we could regrow any lost part
as good as new.
If we would but pluck the apple from the tree,
we could remake what had grown awry
better than ever.
Believe that life was given into our hands
to be lived and explored and discovered
in all its infintesimal glory.
Believe that what we could become
is better than what we have ever been.
Believe that the secrets were placed within us
waiting patiently for the day
we learn to read.
Poem: "Good as New"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:44 pmThis poem was inspired and sponsored by minor_architect.Good as New
The human body is holographic,
each tiny cell holding
the pattern of the whole.
The seeds of life grow,
branch, and blossom
into a complete body.
We know how they do it.
How do they know to do it?
That's the part we don't know.
The body responds to damage.
It seals, binds, and renews
until what was broken
is whole again.
We know how but not why --
we have the lock
but are still seeking the key.
Questions lead us
through crimson jungles
in search of the answers
that sleep within us.
What we seek
is both elusive
and immanent.
It is there in the blood and the bone.
It is there in the stem cells
and the extracellular matrix.
It is there in the DNA and the RNA,
written in finer lines than the eye can see.
If we could but turn the key in the lock,
we could regrow any lost part
as good as new.
If we would but pluck the apple from the tree,
we could remake what had grown awry
better than ever.
Believe that life was given into our hands
to be lived and explored and discovered
in all its infintesimal glory.
Believe that what we could become
is better than what we have ever been.
Believe that the secrets were placed within us
waiting patiently for the day
we learn to read.
Poem: "Good as New"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:44 pmThis poem was inspired and sponsored by minor_architect.Good as New
The human body is holographic,
each tiny cell holding
the pattern of the whole.
The seeds of life grow,
branch, and blossom
into a complete body.
We know how they do it.
How do they know to do it?
That's the part we don't know.
The body responds to damage.
It seals, binds, and renews
until what was broken
is whole again.
We know how but not why --
we have the lock
but are still seeking the key.
Questions lead us
through crimson jungles
in search of the answers
that sleep within us.
What we seek
is both elusive
and immanent.
It is there in the blood and the bone.
It is there in the stem cells
and the extracellular matrix.
It is there in the DNA and the RNA,
written in finer lines than the eye can see.
If we could but turn the key in the lock,
we could regrow any lost part
as good as new.
If we would but pluck the apple from the tree,
we could remake what had grown awry
better than ever.
Believe that life was given into our hands
to be lived and explored and discovered
in all its infintesimal glory.
Believe that what we could become
is better than what we have ever been.
Believe that the secrets were placed within us
waiting patiently for the day
we learn to read.
Poem: "Good as New"
Jan. 5th, 2010 08:44 pmThis poem was inspired and sponsored by minor_architect.Good as New
The human body is holographic,
each tiny cell holding
the pattern of the whole.
The seeds of life grow,
branch, and blossom
into a complete body.
We know how they do it.
How do they know to do it?
That's the part we don't know.
The body responds to damage.
It seals, binds, and renews
until what was broken
is whole again.
We know how but not why --
we have the lock
but are still seeking the key.
Questions lead us
through crimson jungles
in search of the answers
that sleep within us.
What we seek
is both elusive
and immanent.
It is there in the blood and the bone.
It is there in the stem cells
and the extracellular matrix.
It is there in the DNA and the RNA,
written in finer lines than the eye can see.
If we could but turn the key in the lock,
we could regrow any lost part
as good as new.
If we would but pluck the apple from the tree,
we could remake what had grown awry
better than ever.
Believe that life was given into our hands
to be lived and explored and discovered
in all its infintesimal glory.
Believe that what we could become
is better than what we have ever been.
Believe that the secrets were placed within us
waiting patiently for the day
we learn to read.
Poem: "What Makes the World Go 'Round"
Jan. 5th, 2010 09:57 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from valdary. It was crowdfunded by asakiyume and kestrels_nest. Huzzah for new donor kestrels_nest!What Makes the World Go 'Round
Dr. Maria Rodriguez was intrigued
by the theories of Lamine and Arndt, whose explorations
of quantum decoherence and superposition
gave her ideas about reversing the effects of gravitational waves.
When she first invented antigravity,
nothing remarkable happened
beyond the brass ball floating into the air.
When she tried it on herself, however,
something considerably more remarkable happened
besides realizing her childhood dream of flight.
Dr. Maria Rodriguez considered the professional appeal
of winning a Nobel Prize ...
then she considered that what makes the world go 'round
is not gravity after all.
She went home She stayed at work
and played with her baby girl and pocketed the A-Grav generator
and drove her son to soccer then burned her notes for it
and baked some cookies. and started studying wormholes.
and nobody ever seemed to notice
that her feet never quite touched the ground.
Poem: "What Makes the World Go 'Round"
Jan. 5th, 2010 09:57 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from valdary. It was crowdfunded by asakiyume and kestrels_nest. Huzzah for new donor kestrels_nest!What Makes the World Go 'Round
Dr. Maria Rodriguez was intrigued
by the theories of Lamine and Arndt, whose explorations
of quantum decoherence and superposition
gave her ideas about reversing the effects of gravitational waves.
When she first invented antigravity,
nothing remarkable happened
beyond the brass ball floating into the air.
When she tried it on herself, however,
something considerably more remarkable happened
besides realizing her childhood dream of flight.
Dr. Maria Rodriguez considered the professional appeal
of winning a Nobel Prize ...
then she considered that what makes the world go 'round
is not gravity after all.
She went home She stayed at work
and played with her baby girl and pocketed the A-Grav generator
and drove her son to soccer then burned her notes for it
and baked some cookies. and started studying wormholes.
and nobody ever seemed to notice
that her feet never quite touched the ground.
Poem: "What Makes the World Go 'Round"
Jan. 5th, 2010 09:57 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from valdary. It was crowdfunded by asakiyume and kestrels_nest. Huzzah for new donor kestrels_nest!What Makes the World Go 'Round
Dr. Maria Rodriguez was intrigued
by the theories of Lamine and Arndt, whose explorations
of quantum decoherence and superposition
gave her ideas about reversing the effects of gravitational waves.
When she first invented antigravity,
nothing remarkable happened
beyond the brass ball floating into the air.
When she tried it on herself, however,
something considerably more remarkable happened
besides realizing her childhood dream of flight.
Dr. Maria Rodriguez considered the professional appeal
of winning a Nobel Prize ...
then she considered that what makes the world go 'round
is not gravity after all.
She went home She stayed at work
and played with her baby girl and pocketed the A-Grav generator
and drove her son to soccer then burned her notes for it
and baked some cookies. and started studying wormholes.
and nobody ever seemed to notice
that her feet never quite touched the ground.
Poem: "What Makes the World Go 'Round"
Jan. 5th, 2010 09:57 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from valdary. It was crowdfunded by asakiyume and kestrels_nest. Huzzah for new donor kestrels_nest!What Makes the World Go 'Round
Dr. Maria Rodriguez was intrigued
by the theories of Lamine and Arndt, whose explorations
of quantum decoherence and superposition
gave her ideas about reversing the effects of gravitational waves.
When she first invented antigravity,
nothing remarkable happened
beyond the brass ball floating into the air.
When she tried it on herself, however,
something considerably more remarkable happened
besides realizing her childhood dream of flight.
Dr. Maria Rodriguez considered the professional appeal
of winning a Nobel Prize ...
then she considered that what makes the world go 'round
is not gravity after all.
She went home She stayed at work
and played with her baby girl and pocketed the A-Grav generator
and drove her son to soccer then burned her notes for it
and baked some cookies. and started studying wormholes.
and nobody ever seemed to notice
that her feet never quite touched the ground.
Poem: "The Octonaut"
Jan. 5th, 2010 10:25 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from siliconshaman and an article that I once read in an aquarium magazine. It was sponsored by laffingkat and dedicated to eveofdstruction. The indriso form is a very flexible 8-line variation on a sonnet.
I hope you enjoy your poem, eveofdstruction!
The Octonaut
-- an indriso
-- an indriso
The octopus was trained for outer space.
It did not know it was supposed to race.
It swam in lazy circles, in its place.
When aliens discovered its clear dome,
The octopus slipped out, ate them, went home ...
Then cleaned the tell-tale trail off of the chrome.
An octopus is a stomach with arms.
It's smart. It can learn. But it has no charms.
Poem: "The Octonaut"
Jan. 5th, 2010 10:25 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from siliconshaman and an article that I once read in an aquarium magazine. It was sponsored by laffingkat and dedicated to eveofdstruction. The indriso form is a very flexible 8-line variation on a sonnet.
I hope you enjoy your poem, eveofdstruction!
The Octonaut
-- an indriso
-- an indriso
The octopus was trained for outer space.
It did not know it was supposed to race.
It swam in lazy circles, in its place.
When aliens discovered its clear dome,
The octopus slipped out, ate them, went home ...
Then cleaned the tell-tale trail off of the chrome.
An octopus is a stomach with arms.
It's smart. It can learn. But it has no charms.
Poem: "The Octonaut"
Jan. 5th, 2010 10:25 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from siliconshaman and an article that I once read in an aquarium magazine. It was sponsored by laffingkat and dedicated to eveofdstruction. The indriso form is a very flexible 8-line variation on a sonnet.
I hope you enjoy your poem, eveofdstruction!
The Octonaut
-- an indriso
-- an indriso
The octopus was trained for outer space.
It did not know it was supposed to race.
It swam in lazy circles, in its place.
When aliens discovered its clear dome,
The octopus slipped out, ate them, went home ...
Then cleaned the tell-tale trail off of the chrome.
An octopus is a stomach with arms.
It's smart. It can learn. But it has no charms.
Poem: "The Octonaut"
Jan. 5th, 2010 10:25 pmThis poem was inspired by a prompt from siliconshaman and an article that I once read in an aquarium magazine. It was sponsored by laffingkat and dedicated to eveofdstruction. The indriso form is a very flexible 8-line variation on a sonnet.
I hope you enjoy your poem, eveofdstruction!
The Octonaut
-- an indriso
-- an indriso
The octopus was trained for outer space.
It did not know it was supposed to race.
It swam in lazy circles, in its place.
When aliens discovered its clear dome,
The octopus slipped out, ate them, went home ...
Then cleaned the tell-tale trail off of the chrome.
An octopus is a stomach with arms.
It's smart. It can learn. But it has no charms.