Wednesday, May 31, 2017

OTI: one poem, one copy/paste, and note:5/31/17

Open To Interpretation

Too

to many 'too'



script quote from the movieStagecoach1939

GATEWOOD
America for Americans! Don't let the
government meddle with business!
Reduce taxes! Our national debt is
shocking...

Lucy leans against the side of the coach, as far away from
him as possible.

Doc Boone is staring lovingly into Peacock's face.

GATEWOOD
(off)
...over a billion dollars! What the
country needs is a businessman for
President!

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Note:  hmmph...without paying much attention, I happened on mention of movieThe Man Who Shot Liberty Valence1962, which I watched not long ago on youTube, and in reading wiki's take noted mention of movieStagecoach1939, which I haven't seen since a kid, so looked about on youTube, and there's some pirated copies up...a fine movie, and I can see why so many other filmmakers and scriptwriters dote on it!...nice thing on the web now is that the old movie scripts are up...available for study!...while watching I took note of Gatewood...in the end he gets led off in handcuffs...and John Wayne rides off with his girl...one can always hope for a Hollywood happy ending!...on Amazon I watched movieLucy2014...catching up on Scarlett Johansson...much of her acting in this one is reprised in Ghost in the Shell...that serious poker face as she delivers mayhem...and it is way over the top too metaphysical...and being French made may explain that...another catch up: movieThe Huntsman: Winter's War2016...there is some connection between this movie and Game of Thrones...like the same script writers...hmmph...in places, like when the red heads shoot their boyfriends...exactly the same...brb...

quote

The desire to prompt a Pavlovian response from Game of Thrones fans extends even to the casting of a leather-bound Jessica Chastain as "Sara," a fiery redhead warrior who's gifted with a bow and enjoys making love in the hot springs.

http://www.npr.org/2016/04/21/474410367/no-snow-this-time-around-so-the-huntsman-should-probably-let-it-go

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the reviewers pick up on the similarities...and too to movieFrozen, which I've yet to see...and too to the heroine archer in the Hunger Games, who if, I remember right, shoots, or is about to shoot, her boyfriend...go figure!...and the reviewers hate the Winter'sWar...I haven't seen the first one of the series, Snow White and the Huntsman...but I liked it!...I like the music, the acting, the special effect (it is being widely noted by conspiracy theorists all the black menacing oozes oozing in movies--the x'files tv show being one of the 'ur' oozes!)...and I like that it held close to fairy tale, what to call it...format...it's for kids, but it has the 'ancient story'...hmmph...there's black ooze in Lucy!...too!...to many 'too'...stop guys, be original now and then!...search on youTube for black ooze, slime, etc....and there's this biofilm stuff growing now on Washington's monuments...it looks like the streaks on the walls of Yosemite!...

:)

DavidDavid

Monday, May 29, 2017

OTI:one poem:5/29/17

Open To Interpretation
 
Question
 
It's a good question!
Everyone asks it.
There are answers.
There are worlds.

And what bower is this
Over your silent form?
Your high wheeled Black Hearse:
A shroud pinned
With songs you sang
And poems you thought?

DolphinWords

:)

DavidDavid

Sunday, May 28, 2017

OTI:four poems and notes:5/28/17

Open To Interpretation
 
Dark
 
It was dark and loud.
You like stormy nights?
Yep!

You're You

You're you
And I'm me
Because
You remember me
And
I remember you,
Don't forget.

Dumbo Has Big Ears

One after another
I polished the carousel ponies'
Brass poles,
Their gallops arrested
But the music still played.

Blue Sky

"Truer than true
No truth is here
So truer than true
Than anywhere everywhere.

Else ware
There's no telling
If I'll leave alone
Or leave with you,
Truer Than True.

Truer than true
When the sky is blue
Truer than true
No truth pursue.

Truer Than True,
When I'm with you
Truer than true
I won't lie to you.

Truer than true
Songs sing their tune
To end in silence
Truer than true.

Truer than true
I know my ending
No sooner beginning
With Truer Than True.

Truer than true
The night goes on and on and on
Truer than true
Everywhere everyone like a song.

Truer Than True,
When I'm with you
I know my end
Truer than true.

Truer than true
Has many names.
Truer than true
The one you claim.

Truer Than True,
Truer than true
I miss you
When I look beside me
And see the sidewalk empty
When the sky is blue
Truer than true.

Never trust,
Truer Than True,
A blue sky day
Or one who loves you
Truer than true."

Petra finished singing
And looked out over the blue sea
Which was filled with the
White Whales cavorting and spouting.
Ishmael and Dana stood
On either side.
"Never trust a blue sky day."
Said Ishmael.
"Just so." said Dana.
"You feel the dread
Of this adventure
As I do?"
Asked Petra.
Ishmael and Dana
Watched the White Whales in silence.

DolphinWords

Notes: hmmmp...the echoplex event concert was called PLAG, for Play Like A Girl...odd title, but a pushback at the notion of weakness being girlish...something like twelve bands and performers...too many to review, and be fair...arrived for the first show...I was sorta first in line, 3:30 pm...but some had been let in, then that was thought better of, and we waited...a small crowd, very small to begin...think first band was miffed at this...and following bands too until the crowd grew enough to have the confidence to belly up to the stage...then things were fine, though crowd never big...crowds are shy...Kitten and her band destroyed that of course...and they've improved!...I think Shiny Toy Guns rubbed off on them...now they just need some knockdown songs of their own...long day...snacked in a Mexican restaurant on Sunset Bloulevard, sat in Echo Park awhile...four bluegrass musicians there sitting close together on turned over five gallon buckets...pic for sometime...'Dark'...no explaining my affinity for dark places with loud music...many photogs and videographers about...made me think of selling everything and buying cameras, which is what watching other photogs with expensive gear makes one think!...brb...Purple Rain Kitten's cover...very good phone clip posted to youTube...'You're You'...more to this to make for sometime..."Dumbo...' this has more to it too!...'Blue Sky'...missed the song making effort...another go...MidnightMovies: rolled out this afternoon...saw movieBayWatch2017...much fun!...oh...during Smoke Season's set they tossed balloons...some like hot dogs in a bun...had collected some souvenirs, a poster, a T, a Kitten postcard, a gift bag with candy, pins and such...and thought to take one of the balloons, so was holding it,with my hand inside it...some of the low tones and beats would vibrate the air in the balloon, and so on my skin...cool!...Kitten's hair has grown out some...first song she spoofed everyone with a wig...she has a singingdance...many singers dance while they sing, but only a few singdance too...Carah Faye, Lindsey Stirling, come to mind...famously there's the likes of Jagger, and Prince...being slender helps!...as being able to carry a tune helps singing!...and I hear protests from the rappers here...that's not SongDancing, that's bouncing about!...in Blue Sky reference Journey's Don't Stop Believing...and Katy Perry cut her hair...go figure...send Baywatch after Miley...OH!...a nod to Dr. Suess...unbeknownst, I did a cover...

"Today you are you, that is truer than true.
There is no one alive who is youer than you."

from Happy Birthday To You

:)

DavidDavid


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Saturday, May 27, 2017

OTI:one poem and notes:5/27/17

Open To Interpretation

Bauble

Do you know
What a Bower Bird is?
Oh, I see,
The impatient look of youth.
But let me explain,
So we're on the same plane.
First,
What a Bower is:
Perchance,
A white lattice canopy trellis
O'r grown with climbing red roses;
Beneath,
A bench for two
Within Cupid's view.
Or,
My favorite:
The giant Black Oaks
Arched over the Creek;
My bare feet
In the snow cold water
Green shaded on
A bright warm sunny day
About Cupid's play.

DolphinWords

Notes: yesterday's post has an update...I've gone on about Bower Birds before...seeing behaviors in animals is kind of a poetry thing...'swans mate for life' was often held up as an exemplar...and seeing animals do what we pretty much do, is painful...as we eat them...they eat one another too, so there's that...and eventually Nature returns us to dust, so there's that too...studying out algorithms I happened on an author I happened on before...brb...Yuval Noah Harari...

quote

He is the author of the international bestseller Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind (2014).
His latest book Homo Deus: A Brief History of Tomorrow was published in Hebrew in 2015. An English translation was published in the United Kingdom in September 2016 and in the United States in February 2017.

unquote

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yuval_Noah_Harari

"Organisms are algorithms, and as such homo sapiens may not be dominant in a universe where dataism becomes the paradigm."...so says a wiki author to characterize the book...both books are 'step backs' of the grandiose sort...'step back and take in the view' sorts...(another kind of 'step back' is like when a gun is pointed at one...maybe this so too!) and often these books are puffy...and Noah has a knack...I don't know if 'dataism' is a word notion he coined, but he runs with it...oh...the site has an algo to put out a warning about copy/paste...how on cue!

quote


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 https://www.ft.com/content/50bb4830-6a4c-11e6-ae5b-a7cc5dd5a28c
 Humanist thinkers such as Rousseau convinced us that our own feelings and desires were the ultimate source of meaning, and that our free will was, therefore, the highest authority of all. Now, a fresh shift is taking place. Just as divine authority was legitimised by religious mythologies, and human authority was legitimised by humanist ideologies, so high-tech gurus and Silicon Valley prophets are creating a new universal narrative that legitimises the authority of algorithms and Big Data.

https://www.ft.com/content/50bb4830-6a4c-11e6-ae5b-a7cc5dd5a28c

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...well, one is already seeing this in the 'analytics' of sports...basketball players are being told what to do by the bean counters...in  baseball, analytics are resulting in 'shifts' being commonplace...if you statistically tend to hit to right field, you can expect the defense to all shift to the right...of course, this has been going on since baseball began in the analyzing of batters...it is very refined...pitchers study out the 'books' on each batter, so to find weaknesses...these 'books' are records of where in the strike zone batters miss the ball...to communicate the books to pitchers there are scouts and coaches that make them....now the computer algorithms are refining things ever further...when I think on this now, I consider often the character profiles for ones 'toons' in World of Warcraft'...these profiles have all ones accomplishments, and are updated in real time...people are finding it iffy that google and facebook are gathering so much data about them...what they are doing is nothing compared to what can be done...which is what WOW does!...every movement, every mouse click, is recorded...WOW's toon profiles can be accessed by anyone, but any connection to the user is hidden...as it is in the game play, unless you friend someone...the video games are way ahead of Noah's notions...they are algos, always have been...it's not like any of this is new...privacy is in old stories, like the Invisible Man, or Superman having X-ray vision...King Midas, Lady Godiva, the Emperor With No Clothes, all cautionary tales...just a bit back, Blue Bloods the detective show had one themed to the Catholic churches confession booths...there you have it that priests are sworn to keep secret what they hear...and there you have it...and Noah is right...some manner of priesthood will arise to manage 'dataism'...hmmph....the interface between the data, the analytics, how it is used, is the real problem...'guns don't shoot people, people do'...an oft time slogan to defend gun ownership...the inference being that gun control is people being in control of themselves...education, laws, being the control...data control is of the same ilk...what is on my mind much of late is the 'scripts'...advertisements are being generated now by these analytics, and like in baseball, the 'books' are becoming fantastically sophisticated...and each of us is targeted by scripts...sometimes you hear them in the cashier line...cashiers being told to talk it up with customers, along with the usual courtesies of smiling and saying thank you...and there are like what options to take if one says this, or that...phone calls from political campaigns seeking donations have become like this...and the back and forth in the news has 'talking points' being bandied...in the movieThe Circle2017, the heroine displays a knack for saying the right thing in front of the audience...'she's a natural'...that movie in depth examines the 'scripting' that the analytics require...and that movie was current with the gamers, when the heroine opts to have the little round cameras all over her home, and with her, and so forth...scripts, by the way, are easy to spot...Noah's books look to be scripts....they're being promoted, and taken up, and popularized...sure indicators!...known or not, scripts now are everywhere...things have become labyrinthian...Ariadne, mistress of the Labyrinth, looks on...brb...

quote

“Bower-Bird”
 
The Bower-bird improvised a cool retreat
For the hen he honored, doing his poor best
With parrot-plumage, orchids, bones and corals,
To engage her fancy.
But this was no nest…
So, though the Penguin dropped at his hen’s feet
An oval stone to signal: ‘be my bride’,
And though the Jackdaw’s nest was glorified
With diamond rings and brooches massed inside,
It was the Bower-bird who contented me
By not equating love with matrimony.
 
Robert Graves
 
hmmph...found it this time...Oh!...tomorrow I'm off to see Kitten at the echoplex, along with a bunch of other indie bands...report to follow!...
 
:)
 
DavidDavid

 

Thursday, May 25, 2017

OTI:one poem and notes:5/25/17

Open To Interpretation
 
Go GO

So,
No more
Through the
Pool hall door?
I've had a
Step Back.
How so?
I had thought,
That table game
I played,
But it played me.
So, now
Where will you go?
GO?
That 19x19 squared
Piece of real estate?
Oh, the automatons
Now own that,
Or it owns them.
I've been there,
Done that.

DolphinWords

Notes: normally, usually, while the clothes are in the Laundromat dryer, I go over next door to the pool hall and poke the balls around...for three years now this has been a routine...not once have I played an opponent...last time there, two players were going head to head in a nine ball game next to my table...I moved over one so as not to disturb...it was a serious contest, I could see, and one player owned the other...this to say, one was always winning, and the other wouldn't give up...and I looked at the table I was at, stepped back...'these tables own me', my thought...I have literally stepped back from the slot machines in Las Vegas, and the whole town...I don't go there, I don't play there!...so, in 'Go GO' reference the table game GO...an automaton, an artificial intelligence computer, has just beat the best GO player in the world...an event in the evolution of AI...another step back for all mankind!...hmmph...I don't think I've ever played GO, which is said to be seriously more complicated than chess...maybe the automatons are winning at that game too...thought to do search: theme algorithm...I've been confusing algos with themes, themes of the sorts in stories...but there are similarities, and maybe they are synonyms!...that search brought up this:

quote

It’s a little bit controversial to discuss the mechanics of implementation of a thematic-based ranking in the Google algorithm, because it’s practically impossible to determine the precise nature of the algorithm. SEO experts debate this back and forth all the time, but one working hypothesis, which we’ll treat here, is the suggestion that inbound links from similar pages have a more significant effect on its PageRank than do inbound links from sites that are unrelated.

https://prchecker.net/the-theory-behind-googles-theme-based-or-thematic-ranking-algorithm.html

and that goes with this:

Google can also collect location information from phones, allowing it to work out when a user has seen an ad, and whether they have searched for the product advertised and gone to an offline shop to buy it.

http://www.bbc.com/news/technology-40027706

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don't know but 'Intelligent Surfer' is some kind of oxymoron...anyway, new Pirates of the Caribbean is out...so, to the movies...Johnny Depp owns us all!...

hmmph...back from the MidnightMovie Pirates of the Caribbean2017...did I hear right?...'The Black Pearl sails again!'...the heroine's name, Carina Smith has some star lore in it...the old Argo (Argo Navis) constellation was too big, so modern astronomers divided it into three smaller constellations...brb...

quote

the French astronomer Nicolas Louis de Lacaille explained that there were more than a hundred and sixty stars clearly visible to the naked eye in Navis, and so he used the set of lowercase and uppercase Latin letters three times on portions of the constellation referred to as "Argûs in carina" (Carina, the keel or hull), "Argûs in puppi" (Puppis, the poop deck or stern), and "Argûs in velis" (Vela, the sails).

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Argo_Navis

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Carina, the movie has it from the start, is an astronomer...and about to executed for being a witch...and this theme weaves in and out...much fun...bit suspicious of 'Barbarossa'...Black Ships rule the waves!...

:)

DavidDavid

 

Wednesday, May 24, 2017

OTI:four poems and notes:5/24/17

Open To Interpretation

Illiterate

Who wrote the Book of War?
I don't know,
Illiterate that I am.
The cover illustration though
Lures one in
To the lurid picture pages.
Some talk written
Is about them I see,
But I am un-read!
Romantic stories I've heard,
Make believe I've been
Made to believe
By Hollywood dreams
For my waking dream.
When I see you,
Illiterate fool that I am,
I ignore them
And read just you.
That I can do.

Ariadne's Instructions to Indie

Oh!
After sometime
In this miniature
Convoluted labyrinth
You'll arrive at the Minos Bull.
Then
Run run run
Back the way you came!
Peristaltic alive,
The Bull will follow
And escape at last!
And then,
I'll wipe my ass.

Look'm Ups

Pareidolia
Three Hares
Elibelindea
Vilificatio
Master of the Animals
Powhatan's Mantle

Forum

Oh
That we gather together to talk
Frightens them so
They send in the trolls
Until
That's all there is,
Trolls to cajole.

DolphinWords

Notes: hmmph...I read out two of my poems at OCPC last Wednesday...it seemed an opportune moment...so few in attendance...usually there's plenty, and all young, so I am content to listen...I don't know if anyone anywhere really digs one another's poems...by that, I mean, really digs into them!...one sees that a lot in scholarly essays, and there are tales of letter writing back and forth, and conversations between noted poets, where sublime discussion about one another's poems goes on...but all that seems to be a rare exception...and limited to reputable sorts...ones with books published...now, everyone can self publish chap books...the card table at OCPC is filling up...and I seem to be current pretty much, having a copy of each new book...there seems to be a fatwah against talking about OCPC on the web, so, I'm being discreet...'not talking' seems to be a 'it's just the way things are'...I've noticed at the cavern rock concerts I've been going to, the kids don't dance...rather they stand close together, huddled near the stage...oh, some hand waving, and body swaying, but nothing like night clubs once were...do they still have dances in schools?...anyway, it's very hard to sense how one's poems are going over...facebook has it's response icons, and comment box...but those things can be very confusing...some of this is in 'Forum'...hmmph...something else again is in 'Ariadne's...'!...doggerel like this I usually don't post...but it's a joke...and jokes are often vulgar...it brings a smile...there's some puns...but I don't know if it brings a smile because it's funny, or just stupid...and there's a sense, snarls will ensue...snarls are a dread...after the second poem I read, I thought, 'did I sense a snarl'?...I'd stumbled through it so poorly...'Illiterate' is a reach, and I haven't a good grip on the handholds...it has a lot of different ways it can go...'Look'm Ups'...the other poems somehow generated this...considering that I lose web sites when I go from iphone searches to computer searches...(the iphone may have a 'favorites' feature I don't know)...I thought to just write keywords from the sites to the iphone notepad...and there these are there beside the poem drafts...now and then, I too go off on, 'why are there pyramids in Egypt that look so much like pyramids in Mexico?'...one notion is the ancients were moving about the planet, with airplanes?, ships?, some means...aliens I know is the popular notion...UFOs and such are a catch all...another notion is that our subconscious, dreams, have a set of universal symbols part and parcel of every one's make up just as having two legs, two arms, so on...a kind of iconographic genetic inheritance...another is that there is telepathy...and it's not just pyramids, ancient art and stories are full of cross culture similarities...there must be a search word for this, but I was having trouble finding it...and did a lot of searches!...'Sumerian seal symbols' was beginning to have some success...there are the little round stone engraved seals that leave an impression on clay...I've yet to find a good site that 'digs' into what each little symbol is on them...and they're just a start...as every ancient culture seems to have self similar symbols...Joseph Campbell was born on Robert Frost's birthday too, and was good friends of Ed Rickets...Campbell studied out these similarities, as did Sir James Frazer... and what got me going was characterizing Robert Graves' 'ancient story' as an 'algo', my slang for 'algorithm'...algorithms have become the go to explanation for many things...famously, google and facebook are using algos to limit fake news, trolls, bad stuff, or at least compartmentalize things...it came to me that the book Hamlet's Mill is like Graves' White Goddess...and tried search  'Hamlet's Mill Robert Graves'...'siblings' one site characterizes bookThe White Goddess1948 and bookHamlet's Mill1962...and while reading, I was thinking, in The White Goddess the algo is the 'ancient story', in Hamlet's Mill the algo is the precession of the equinox...and, I need to study astronomy!...as clearly the link of many of the motifs, the 'siblingness' in ancient art, is the symbolic representation of the stars, sun, moon, planets...the universal algo is the night sky...now, the pole star stays put...I've seen many time lapse photos of the stars rotating around the pole star...they're all long streaks except Polaris...I would like to do one of these with the notch of Yosemite Falls aligned with Polaris, and see where I'm standing!...around the Pole Star are the constellations that never set...Draco being one!...some myths have it that Draco was slain by Cadmus, Jason, Hercules, et al, and then set in the heavens as a constellation...Cadmus and Jason presently aboard Black Ship Argo...Argo is a constellation too...I tried to allude to this in 'Gallop', but poorly so, my astronomy being rudimentary!...anyway, there are a lot of motifs that have a column, pillar, tree, flanked by two men, women, animals, etc., and my thought is they represent the axis of the earth...the axis at the center of a mill wheel...this isn't new...and there are others...the spine with two sides of our brains...the genetic code...one asks here when seeing this explanation, how would the ancients even know of the genetic code?...small things shouldn't be dismissed!...the ancients were as curious about small things as they were about stars overhead...one of my first 'off and runnings' was that gold when found in its natural mineral state, exhibits little four sided pyramids...OH, I thought...the pyramids represent gold, the immutable metal...which is a good fit with the Great Pyramid being aligned to Polaris and the circumpolar constellations that never set!...the immortals...the thing that troubles me about all this, is that these are not easy insights to arrive at...nor are most people even inclined to consider them...over the centuries, a small educated cadre has passed on things, and by some trick, persuaded everyone to fashion artistries that encode...there's dna, and then there's like a cultural dna...pyramids everywhere...anyway...the second poem I read out was Magic Mirror...in it Petra stands, arms akimbo, looking up at Black Dragon Pet...'arms akimbo' has become a 'motif' in the Black Deck Tales!...and it was a smile to see in the news the little girl statue set in front of the Bull on Wall Street...and it was another smile too, while doing these searches, to stumble on the word 'elibelindea'...ral...and something else to find, I misspelled 'Vilifatio', something to do with how wind is shown blowing on clothing in Greek sculpture...and now can't 'keyword' back to what I saw...hmmph...this all needs editing...brb...time to roll out...bk...read out Mis-En-Abyme, first round, Wince, the second round...things are done in rounds...just a few present like last week...'who comes rearranges, like with the seasons'...a paraphrase of conversation with one of the poets...much of it is the mutual admiration of each of us having the nerve to read out!...and not so much what was read...'Velificatio'!...found it...iphone has a history...in safari, hold down mouse clic on the left arrow...

:)

DavidDavid

Monday, May 22, 2017

OTI:two poems and notes:5/22/17

Open To Interpretation
 
Shade

"Short time gains
Can incur longtime losses."
Said the talking plank from
The Oaks of Dodona
In the prow of Black Ship Argo
Above Jason's head.

"Jason!"
"A voice from the waves?
Who speaks?"
Said Jason,
"You haven't Athena's intonation."
"No!  Nor am I made of oak.
I thought not to startle.
Look over the side
Below the Argo's bow."
Jason leaned out.
"Orpheus!
You've become a Shade!"
Jason said.
"Yes, most unbecoming."
Said Orpheus.
"Eurydice is with you!"
Said Jason,
"Shaded as well.
Now together you are."
"Just so," said Orpheus,
"By Hermes delivered."
"And riding you are
On floating bergs
Like we've seen before."
Said Jason.
"Yes," said Orpheus,
"Though somewhat different."
Dragon Cadmus and Dragon Hermione
Lifted their heads from under
Their stretching out wings.
Jason inspected Hermione's passengers.
"Who are your companions?"
Asked Jason.
"I am Prometheus."
Said Prometheus.
"I am his brother,
Epimetheus."
Said Epimetheus.
"We are Titans."
Said Prometheus and Epimetheus.
"And we are Dead."
Said Orpheus and Eurydice.
"And we are Transfigured."
"I am Cadmus."
"I am Hermione."
Said Dragon Cadmus and Dragon Hermione.
By now,
Glauce had come to Jason's
Side to see,
And Ariadne with her Amazons
As well.
"Orpheus,
Some foreboding song
You've come to sing."
Said Jason.
"It follows us,"
Said Orpheus,
"Zeus' wrath."
Jason held Glauce close.
"Wrath I know.
Come aboard, all of you."
Said Jason.

Enough
Chorus

It would seem enough.
Enough!
The Argo is stuffed!
And what will Nemo
Do with all of them,
Hmmm?
For an aside
In an another
Time's niche?

DolphinWords

Notes: so, so, tonight's MidnightMovie was Batman v Superman2016...on Amazon's HBO channel...sigh...another Prometheus take...Luther mixes his dna with General Zod's, and concocts a golem...and Superman perishes in the fight...hmmph...last night's movie was The Simpsons Movie2007...HBOs Amazon channel too...Springfield 'under the dome'...and it was funny, and a send up of the comic book movies by comic characters!...there's been a big gap in my movie goings, decades, so it will take awhile to where I'm current, and can say, 'there's nothing new, I've seen all these!'...time was, that wasn't hard to do...now youTube has the old silent movies, so those too!...be awhile...I'm following the scripts with a student's attention...that (pause) might not be a good thing!...I see my own problems...characterization...and some comic relief here and there!

:)

DavidDavid

Sunday, May 21, 2017

OTI:one poem and notes:5/21/17

Open To Interpretation

Horseshoe Crab
 
"What time are we in?
Check your inflection,
So words you hear
Will tell your time.
A horseshoe crab
Can be a long time
One time
Always the same time
A horseshoe crab.
But with delicate discernment
Of Humankind singing
Even a day an hour a minute
Of an Age can be determined.
Our when is today,
Tomorrow always tomorrow.
Nemo comes
To bring tomorrows to today
And today to tomorrows."
Pip finished singing,
And Petra and her crew
Gave attention to
Nemo's interruption.
Beside Black Ship Liz,
The Nautilus fastened,
And Nemo, with Verne,
Clambered aboard.
"I'm in need of all of you,
And then some."
Said Nemo.
"Another adventure?"
Asked Petra, trying to be laconic
And not show her eagerness.
"Just so."  Said Nemo.
"I have in mind to steal a spaceship."
At that, Petra's crew
Looked surprised and puzzled,
Never having heard of such,
Petra and Ishmael included.
"Verne, explain 'spaceship' to them."
Said Nemo
"Petra, Ishmael, call on your Ravens.
We need to find
Black Ship Argo for enlistment.
And we'll need the Black Dragons."
"You'll need the White Whales!"
Said Melville.
"Just so," said Nemo, "them too."

DolphinWords

Notes: reference Horseshoe Crabs...I saw them once near John Pennekamp Park in Florida...hmmph...my second concoction a success, sorta...made up a bowl of Potato Salad, which I realized is more like Egg Salad with Potatoes...Egg Salad was the first concoction...next is Macaroni Salad...trouble with the Potato Salad was I don't know shelf lives...how long things keep...Eggs I used were like three weeks old...tasted okay, and I munched on it for three or four days, then grew weary of it, and then suspicious after a week it may be old...tasted fine, with no ill effects...but I tossed like half of it...going through the cookbooks, I have recipes in my head, and see a self similarity with 'concocting' a narrative!...after study, one forays out to gather ingredients, apportions them, chop chop stir stir, and some cooking and chilling, and then one sits down for the climax...taste buds delighted, hunger sated...hmmph...simple enough...until one considers the hazards of ingesting the wrong things...and worse, proffering the wrong things to ingest to the un-wary and innocent...how we survive public eateries, I don't know!...and as for Hollywood's/Media's narratives?...I'm not sure I have!...someone from an earlier time might consider us all toxic mushroom consumed mad...as we do them!

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Because of their origin 450 million years ago, horseshoe crabs are considered living fossils.[3]

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Horseshoe_crab

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:)

DavidDavid

Friday, May 19, 2017

OTI:one poem and notes:5/19/17

Open To Interpretation

Wince
 
Sure,
Poems are,
In truth,
Unspoken
Spoken words
We see and hear
And don't know how.
So love ghostly
Passes through walls
Rattles the table setting
Makes a hand held book
Tremble
Eye sockets wincing
To see
Ears rising
To hear unseen
Words unspoken
Your mind speaking
Ruffling the nape of your neck.
 
DolphinWords
 
Notes: hmmph...eye sockets wincing is a bit too anatomical!...a refrain of late in the MidnightMovies has been 'what's beneath our skin', and refrained again in moveAlienCovenant2017 seen last night...more gruesomeness...by 'wince' I'm referring to that sensation around the eyes when one is about to tear up...and the 'ruffle' is the well known 'hairs on your neck standing on end'...I often see in discussions of the physical responses to poems the mention of goose bumps and hair standing up, but not so much the wincing...if one is going to write jokes one should be able to laugh at your own jokes...so a test of a poem is one's own physical response to it...'Wince' doesn't quite get my hairs up, but it does make a sensation at the bones next to my earlobes...there are other physical responses, more subtle, more illusive, to poems...tragedies like Hamlet, or even like the epic Iliad, have something at the end of them...brb...oh, goose bumps have a name...French of course!...Frisson...hmmph...came to that looking up 'catharsis', then 'catharsis serenity' (there's a music group called 'serene catharsis'), and then 'physical responses to poetry'...I cant describe the feeling evoked by a well wrought tragedy, but I recall from classroom lectures that a tragedy without it isn't a tragedy, and more in the nature of a drama...there's a lot of study into these sensations, and has been over the centuries...oh, let me go get Robert Graves on this...brb...
 
quote
 
All true poetry--true by Houseman's practical test [does it make the hairs of one's chin bristle if one repeats it silently while shaving]--celebrates some incident or scene in this very ancient story
 
The White Goddess
Robert Graves
 
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Surrounding that quote Graves goes on with what I've come to regard as his favorite 'algo', algorithm, the 'ancient story',  but let me go find Houseman's quote, which is often quoted!...brb...
 
quote
 
The Leslie Stephen Lecture, Cambridge University, May 9, 1933
  • Experience has taught me, when I am shaving of a morning, to keep watch over my thoughts, because, if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that the razor ceases to act...The seat of this sensation is the pit of the stomach. Houseman's test for great poetry.
https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/A._E._Housman

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A curio would be how Graves acquired that quote!...but back to 'wince'...

quote

All of the listeners experienced chills. Eleven exhibited piloerection — also known as goosebumps — where their skin hairs involuntarily stood on end.

The function of goosebumps, Wassiliwizky said, “could have a beneficial effect on our empathic capacities and therefore influence both personal well-being and harmony within a social group.” Goosebumps can also be socially contagious, like yawning, further promoting shared group behaviors.

a quote from here:
https://www.seeker.com/health/mind/listening-to-poetry-really-can-give-you-chills-and-goosebumps

that is quoting from here:

https://academic.oup.com/scan/article/3778354/The-emotional-power-of-poetry-neural-circuitry

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hmmph...but back to wincing!....well, I was out and about on the web with the iphone, but didn't save sites, and have forgotten how I found them!...gist of those found is that our facial expression muscles are a mammalian thing, and many other mammals can be expressive, notably dogs and horses, and doing another search set while on the computer, I find the subject is huge...and what I'm calling a 'wince' has about it the raising of ones ears, eyebrows, and just by doing that, one is almost at 'hair raising'...what we do when we are frightened...brb...oh, there is a poem in this...thinking on how often I've seen Deer's ears go up when Bear or Bobcat is about...Maya's, my dog, ears go up...and back down, laid flat...for different things!...Graves' algo has it right...there is something frightening about the 'ancient story'!,..Oh, and English has a word for goose bumps too...'horripilation'...added line 'Ears rising', and a few changes...ral...

:)

DavidDavid

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

OTI:one poem and notes:5/16/17

Open To Interpretation

Phineus

Black Ships conventionally have three masts
When in symbiosis with a human crew.
Wild, the masts are numerous like a small black forest.
"What is wrong with the Ravens and Gulls?"
Jason asked Glauce, the two of them
Looking up puzzled at the middle mast,
The Ravens and Gulls all crowded together
There, huddled, quiet.
"Oh!" Glauce said, pointing to the mast tops, "Look!"
Jason squinted, sighting three scruffy flying creatures
Perched.
"And another 'Oh'!", said Jason, "I know them!
Harpies!
But this fourth one,"
Said Jason, turning Glauce
And Ariadnes' girls to see,
"That has the Raven's and Gull's utmost attention,
Perched by the bow,
I know not...Oh!
Wait...Phineus, is that you!?"
"Most assuredly,"
Said Phineus,
"Transformed I am into a similitude of my antagonists.
Briefly, a long story...
Hippocrates I sought
To heal my dearly beloveds,
My family infirm
By Zeus' Work.
I beseeched Hippocrates in desperation.
He failed.
My anger was such,
His failure being of the half ass effort sort,
That my arm was raised, sword in hand,
Ready to drop, and lop,
When both my arms
Became dusky wings
Bedraggled with torn feathers,
And now I am as before you me you see
A winged sort of the self same sort
That once bedeviled you and I!
And now too I am about Harpies' Work,
A woe to half asses that promise more years!"
"With the Argonaut's and I,
Your misfortune foresaw our good fortune,"
Said Jason,
"So welcome you are aboard Black Ship Argo.
But the why of your arrival puzzles?"
"And just so too I." said Phineus,
"I follow them,
Compelled to be of their flock, as it were."
Phineus looked, blind, to the top of the masts.
Thereabout, wings folded,
The Three Harpies were staring into space,
Unconcerned ornaments,
Storm Swift, Swift Wing, Dark;
Aello, Ocypete, Celeano.

DolphinWords

Notes: reference Jason's and the Argonauts' encounter with Phineus and the Harpies...reference Hippocrates...reference Hippocrates' Prognosis...Phineus too is an outcast of Zeus...made blind for his prophetic gifts to mortals...I've gone and cast him somewhat like Suibne!...ral...

:)

DavidDavid



Sunday, May 14, 2017

OTI:three poems and notes:5/14/17

Open To Interpretation
 
Fallen Blue Flowers

Oh,
The blue flowers
Fall from the wind
Through the Jacaranda
And carpet the
Southern California
Drying out devil grass lawn.
The Three Cats chase about
Morning Cloaks and Morning Doves
And get stung
By suicidal Honey Bees.

Naive

Once naive
One remains so
Even when the lessons
Are beyond beyond.
I didn't know
You could all swear so
It not being my bent
And can only listen
With my shy belief
You are all heaven sent.

Now And Then

Well,
You are well along
On your separate way
And I
Some moment astray
To make your path delay.
You from courtesies
Pause to listen
Now and then.
I run ahead
Again again
For just that
Now and then
Beside you my tune to play.

DolphinWords

Notes: MidnightMovie: Legend of the Sword2017...another 'rush up'...brb...'rush up' in urban slang is related to drug use...not the definition I had in mind...what I'm thinking is the endless number of heavy metal rock songs that simmer and boil up to extravagant operatic endings...a trait not just of heavy metal!...but this movie is 'heavy metal', though not so much as Game of Thrones...counted only one expletive, and camera panned away from beheadings and throat slittings...hmmph...but drug use has been in my searches of late, having happened on the proliferation of amphetamine drugs in the Middle East...I see no extrication for anyone from that morass of guns and drugs...and mixed as it is with ideologies, it's just not going to end...and searching out the history of warfare and drugs, I happened on movie The Conspiracy2001, about the Wannsee Conference...and I walk into the gym and on the giant lcd screen in the lobby is the scene of the bed of a truck full of half dressed kids who can't breath, mouths gaping, the kids that were in the gas attack in Syria...with The Conspiracy movie in my thoughts, it was seeing that movie brought to life...and grim...Legend of the Sword finishes off with Arthur acknowledging his opponent's component in what he himself has become...forget just how he puts it, but it's a refrain one sees, as in Luke Skywalker being shaped by Darth Vader...grim things do that...they're grim muses...and happened again on the tale of the White Rose in WW2 Germany...Sophie gets caught tossing pamphlets at her school by the janitor, and goes to a show trial, and the guillotine, and it is all recorded, reported, Germans having a mania for detail and such, and now the whole tale a memorialized cautionary tale...a resistance...'resistance' is a catch word in Legend of the Sword too...watching The Conspiracy one can't help seeing all those bureaucrats deciding the fate of others resembling currently the congressmen deciding health care...it's a fractal fabric...in some parts is emboldened 'beyondness', like Syria, and in others only a low simmer, like over the border in Mexico...trouble is, once simmering, things inevitably 'rush up'...there is a current White Rose facebook page...a caution is that every 'resistance' site, (or tale),  of any stripe, is a troll, things having become a far cry from mimeographed pamphlets...

:)

DavidDavid

Thursday, May 11, 2017

OTI:one poem and notes:5/11/17

Open To Interpretation

Paint Peels

Oh!
I don't wear a T
Promoting me
And that meme,
It is what it is
?
I don't like slogan memes:
Things are what they are
I am what I am
Be all you can be
Was what it was.

Oh!
I flung my entire book
At the Janitor
Who ducked
It missed
And rests beside
Teacher's desk
In the trash can un-emptied.

Oh!
I rehearse I rehearse
Everything
Like asking
Someone special
For a date that first time.
Imagine
Her high wheeled black hearse
With black plumed black ponies
On the way up Boot Hill
From Ghost Town Bodie.

Oh!
In the end
I was offered
One last deal
And it was noted
You'll never own a home.
Just so,
I'd rather live in one
Than own one
And that said
I was on my way.

DolphinWords

Notes: MidnightMovies: The Lost City of Z, Victor Frankenstein, Guardians of the Galaxy 2...Z has again the back and forth between Science and Established Beliefs, and is just bizarre, and dull...related are the adventures of Richard Burton who looked for the City too, and much else...and equally bizarre!...VF is interestingly scripted and acted...the star of Harry Potter taking on the roll of hunchback Igor...and another Prometheus take...and GG2 is another Prometheus take, and much fun...and intentionally or otherwise, I don't know, has a serious warning about the pre-positioning of weapons of mass destruction...now, at the end of GG2 there is a funeral scene and the blue skinned hero is shrouded from head to toe with memorabilia of his life...poem I rehearse I rehearse led to a chase down of the meaning of the word hearse (whole poem came about by just noting hearse in rehearse and recalling earlier poem Bodie!)...and a curio!...hearse can refer to a shroud on which can be pinned poems, epithets and such...much I 'imagine' like the funerary décor on blue skinned Yondu, the harpoon thrower...hmmph...too, GG2 is a pastiche, interleaving old pop songs and pop culture characters...hmmph...Paint Peels...I got a pic of myself standing in front of the old house, jacaranda in full purple bloom, and easily seen is the woodwork paint peeling...and thought to caption the pic 'paint peels'...and thought on that, and 'paint peels' could be a title for something, not sure what, maybe a political blog rant!...hmmph...poems surrounding 'I rehearse' are such, and too interior to reference!...and worthy of being discards, but from them came 'I rehearse', so keep the bunch together...Bodie had an earthquake, and presently, I think, closed...minor damages being safety checked...

:)

DavidDavid

quote

an elaborate framework erected over a coffin or tomb to which memorial verses or epitaphs are attached
https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/hearse

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Sunday, May 7, 2017

OTI:eight poems and notes:5/7/17

Open To Interpretation

Fish Swim

Well,
I ain't gonna say
It ain't foolish.
How it ever can be
I don't know.
Hell,
I am cartoonish
In this animated play.
Tell
The stage hands
Not to fret
When I'm mulish and bray.
Fish swim and lovers pray.

The Red Ships
From Black Dragon Lore

Over time,
Black Ships continue to grow,
Albeit slowly,
And on occasion
When the oldest of the old
Are seen it is seen
The hulls have become
Deep maroon red,
The Black Sails
Mottled black and white,
And the rigging
Attended by great Bats and Owls.
They gallop,
Albeit slowly,
Only at night.
At day
They sleep, hidden within
Grey fog bank shrouds
Of their own making
And dream Red Ship dreams.

Another

To be an individual
Is one thing,
To be part of a group
Another.
I can't speak
For another,
Our loyalties
Being what they are.

Offshore Wind

The Greek Ships were afar off
From Piraeus,
And the warning of their arrival
Spread through the Minoan Ships
And they manned they're oars
Least an entrapment sink
Them all in the harbor.
The off shore evening wind
Drove shoreward
The Geek Ships, sails full,
And it was swiftly done,
Black Ship harpoons flung,
Minos' ships set ablaze
And in disarray.
Poseidon brought a fog
And what remained
Escaped that night,
Minos and Pasiphae
Home bound to Crete,
Theseus,
Sword in hand,
Enthroned at Athens;
Athena's victory.

Continue

Can I continue
Having become
An object of study
By your crew?
Just so,
What can they find out
That you don't already know?

Giggle
 
Oh,
So I'm one
Of those remarkable
Ones
That goes
From a giggle
To an 'Oh!'
And back to a giggle.
Things aren't all show!

WWW

Oh,
What a world this is
I've been given over to,
Captive, shuffling behind,
Shackled and chained
With all my kind all grumbling
At hearing you cackle,
What a world,
What a world
What a world.

Carp

So, soldier,
Carping,
No one knows we're here,
Or gives a F*k.
What do you think we all are,
Telepathic?


DolphinWords

Notes:  Fish Swim...wanted this one to be a song...hence 'gonna' and 'ain't'...for sometime...Another...a try at sorting things out...Offshore Wind...tying up a loose end!...Continue...'proceeding/proceed' a refrain...Giggle...a goof...WWW...reference movie Wizard of Oz1939...Wicked Witch of the West...a goof with puns...Carp...another try at sorting things out...to run with a pack is the happiest of things...to be without a tribe likely the unhappiest!...The Red Ships...a new favorite!...oh, looking for the WWW, I found a site full of speech quotes, American Rhetoric...and ads...how American!

:)

DavidDavid
 

Friday, May 5, 2017

OTI:five poems and notes:5/5/17

Open To Interpretation
 
Maybe You

Maybe you
Can salvage something
From my wreckage.
Come sit with me,
Artemis.
For a start,
I like your knees
That you show off with
Your short dress.
I certainly haven't meant
To be of your school.
It just worked out that way.
Aphrodite wouldn't have me,
Something about being flimsy.
And now, how am I to persuade you?
What offering can I give?
Oh, you're off running with the deer,
Those big tendons
Behind your knees
My view left behind.

Second Hand Store

Oh,
Even the second hand store
Has gotten to be pricey.
From the white truck
I drop off old books
At the warehouse docks,
A bin provided by an attendant
Who is helpful,
Do you want a receipt?
There's a constant stream
Of drop offs
And I roll out from my
Waited for parking slot
And find another
So as to shop awhile
In the second hand store.
Oh,
I'd be embarrassed
That you'd see me
Scruffy as the jumbled shelves
Perusing the aisles.
Maybe that's all I've become
Having seen so much
From old books and such,
A second hand touch.

Maya

So,
You wished so hard
But didn't speak it
Having fore sworn speech
But nonetheless
He turned up
Dead as a door nail.
And later on,
Someone you loved
So much
A sudden in a pool of blood
On a day normally given
Over to gifts just for you.
Enough to go
Into a funk again
But not enough
To shut up again.

Rhea

Rhea arrived on the scene,
Red pantaloons and black blouse
Over her black skin,
Captaining her Red Ship
At the Black Wheel
Escorted by the Eastern Flight
Of Red Dragons.

DolphinWords

Notes:  hmmph...no sooner I figure something out than something comes back in...oh!...

No Sooner

No sooner
I figure something out
Than
Something comes back in.

...ral...anyway...as afore mentioned, when I paste text from yahoo mail into the blog editor, it shows up double spaced...along with the usual editing, I then have to restore the text to single spacing...well, I accidentally left the editor after only typing one added word to the long pasted double space text, and to get back to it, in the list of posts it was the draft at top, it opened single spaced...all of it!...go figure...so that's what I do now, go out and back...and now of late, even the slightest touch of the mouse wheel sends me all over the page, usually a scroll up instead of down, as my fingers first touch on the wheel sends it up...really annoying!...still working on fix...(update: fix was to put a new battery in it...okay now!)partial is to go into control panel, internet setting, advanced, unclick smooth scroll (a ways down the list of advanced options)...there are more advanced fixes I gather from crowd sourcing this...I'm not advanced...a bit 'flimsy'...hmmph...reference Artemis' and Aphrodite's eternal quarrel...reference Prince's rasberry beret from the second hand store...reference Maya Angelou and her cookbook, the first one...a surprise take home from the second hand bookstore at the Library...Rhea...would like the Black Deck Tales to be inclusive...and not at all sure how to go about that...in World of Warcraft, when one makes a new toon, they have options for skin color, hair color, style, clothes, facial features...messed with Red Dragons and White Dragons, Blackship and Redship, etc....hmmph...reference Rhea the Titaness...

:)

DavidDavid

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

OTI:one poem and notes:5/2/17

Open To Interpretation
 
It's Just A Movie
 
Oh!
That famous notion,
'The willing suspension of disbelief',
Have you heard of it?
No matter.
But I tell you,
Once 'sweet nothings' begin
They're a real flower in a pot
To keep watered in sunlight,
Not some artificial make believe.

DolphinWords

Notes: hmmph...paddled out late last night and rolled over to The Outlet, the AMC theaters, with the straight back seats, and saw movie Ghost in the Shell2017...didn't know Scarlett Johansson is in it...only saw one movie of hers before, and was movie star smitten then...and Ghost is an eye full!...and there's this one scene, where the side of her face is taken off...and for a moment it broke that spell we all live in...one could see all the robotic things beneath her skin...she's a cyborg...and it brought to mind all the muscles and tendons and blood veins under our own skins...which we'd rather not think about...it's a good movie, and while not wildly popular, it seems to have done well enough to warrant a sequel or two...the Ghost in the Shell tales are famous Manga tales...have been meaning to get some Manga tales to study the illustrations...anyway, Scarlett is a wildly popular movie star...her films have earned billions of dollars...if the alphabet had a letter before 'A', as in 'A list'...she would be at the top of that list!...maybe she is the 'first of her kind'...in an old Tree in the Door post I had an on and on about how many senses we have...concluding that there were hundreds, if not an infinity...the usual senses are touch, taste, sight, hearing, smell...five...but there are more if one considers things like balance...looking about, I found a site that lists seven...adding feeling and emotions to the usual five...I had been casting about for emotions as a sense...sound waves, light, hot and cold, tastes and odors: things to sense!...what do emotions sense?...the site notes that even a single cell has emotions...apparently cells will recoil and avoid dangerous things...this could just be a tropism...but whose to say tropisims aren't an emotional experience?...that a sunflower when it 'countest the steps of the Sun' isn't deliriously happy?...I'm easily smitten, and it's a common sort of thing, as what many other people like, I like...one New Year's Eve, I came home from work to the Cabin, and watched the ball drop show from New York...and Katy Perry performed at Rockefeller Center...Hot and Cold, I Kissed A Girl, Thinking of You...then, Thinking of You wasn't on the tv show, though performed then...since, it is on youTube...this was 2008!...it is a charming song...in a random browse the other night, I happened on a youTube that has the 20 top youTubes with the most hits...this could be bogus...youtube hits, any web site visit count, is problematic...but Katy Perry had two songs in the top five...over a billion hits each...needless to say, she's become wildly popular...clearly an emotional response!...anyway, where was I?...oh, hereabout in the notes is always an effort to 'peel' back something, see what's underneath, what makes something tick...hmmph...miss spoke when at the ticket booth, asking for a ticket to Ghost in the House, rather than Ghost in the Shell...a 'glitch'...Ghost in the House is Allison Kraus's cover song...and she has the lament that she can't fill an outdoor stadium!...I bought a watch so I'll know what time it is to see the movies...for some reason, ticket booths don't have clocks...it is an analog, minute and hour arms, black numbers on a white face...the rest all casio black as usual...not unlike Katy's New Year's Eve 2008 dress!

:)

DavidDavid