Category: AI Art
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13.03.25: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: 1. Lunar eclipse on Friday—March’s full moon is the last winter moon, and it’s called the Worm Moon—and it should be gloriously red because of the eclipse. 2. Ladybirds on daffodils, and yellow bursting out everywhere. 3. The temperature soared to 18°C (65°F) … for two days—and then everything froze again,…
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12.03: Found Poetry of Ragnarök
Ragnarök: Found in The Weavers c.14 Sliding on Ice slide through the dayas if on ice,on a slick bya flaring flame of sun, En á ísi skrípa be thee a rootless tree,a waxing wave,a brittle billow,a rooting boar, En á ísi skrípa be thee a broken blade,the whim of a child,the first own fruit,I am…
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10.03: 12.3 Night with “Hamlet”
Beyond an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Day 12 Part 3 The Question Is The Answer The curtain rises, and the ordinary becomes extraordinary, where tragedy’s shadow precedes its entry; the stage is bathed in moonlit gloom; the towering stone walls of Helsingør Slot silhouette the night sky; mist…
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07.03 Ex Nigro et Albo Hiemis
Ex Nigro et Albo Hiemis It’s from the east facing window that I watch spring, although this morning’s winter fog obscures the view from anything beyond the windowsill, but no matter—I’m unmoored from gloom by an amber warning to winter that blooms bright as a lantern. Yes, the crocuses are blooming; yes, the birdbath has…
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6 March: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: 1. I am thankful for 5 days of sub-zero temperatures (Celsius) and crystal-clear sunny skies. 2. Shrove Tuesday, also known in the UK as Pancake Day. Blueberry pancakes, bacon, and maple syrup. Unfortunately, a headache and my tummy couldn’t stomach the idea, so Shrove Tuesday was moved to Wednesday, and Wednesday…
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4.03: Found Poetry of Ragnarök
The Weavers c. 13 I ween myselffrom death. From its fair and fame,From its winking of an eye. Vid eld skal öl drekka. Haply, I am its fooland most faithless friend. Thou ask of runes—but silence is surely better when deadby the fire, we, drinking beer. Vid eld skal öl drekka. This is the continuation…
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3.3: A Six – Going with the Flow
Beyond an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Day 9 Part 2 Going with the Flow “Let me see,” and Nick turns his sketchpad toward me, and I nod, “It’s a gift—to capture a river’s soul, to let its voice be seen, to turn light into liquid,” and I moisten…
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3.3: A Six – The Vanishing Act
Beyond an Intersection Named After an English King and a SaintSix Sentence Story: Day 9 Part 1 The Vanishing Act I decide to pocket the book into its own shadow, hidden until I know what to do with it. Closing my eyes, the words wound around my fingers—and I traced them along the edge of…
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27 Feb: Ten Things of Thankful
In no particular order: 1.) I am thankful for my “Tens” — and the relief it gives. 2.) The word thankful is insufficient: I saw 6 planets in alignment last night. 3.) Daffodils growing taller by the day, and their bright colour waiting for me. 4.) For the crow with its single white tail feather,…
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From the Oracle in Hindsight
Her Shadow Work Her mother counts pennies,grapes in a bag,pages in a book. More is better—she heard that somewhere. Her father says double yolks are magic, “Eggs are quieter than hens,”and moonlight quiets a dreambecause it sweeps the stars. Words of war wrap the house, a bitter path,the cards are castand signs read. Desk, plough,…
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