Here is a daily tree.
[daily log: walking, 4km]
Month: March 2019
Caveat: Poem #948 “Beyond nothing”
ㅁ Got nothing but dawn nothing but a pink hillside nothing, just some trees
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Tree #62
This is a tall tree near the water on the western lot.
[daily log: walking, 4km]
Caveat: Poem #947 “Discarded”
ㅁ the deer didn't need... the ravens used and were done... so it lay in snow.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Tree #61
This is a young tree growing out of a log in a boggy spot that’s frozen over.
[daily log: walking, 3.5km]
Caveat: Poem #946 “A color among others”
ㅁ Blue mooncraters embedded in ice. Blue sky overhead making light. Blue tickmarks counting the hours. Blue ice, scored by the stones. Blue, baroque bubbles. Blue curvatures. Blue, broken. Blue thoughts. Blue.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Tree #60
This is an alder tree.
[daily log: walking, 3.5km]
Caveat: Poem #945 “The present moment”
ㅁ Your age is the point where your past meets your future and you decide stuff.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Tree #59
A tree in a forest. Go figure.
[daily log: walking, 3km]
Caveat: admin blues
[This is a cross-post from my other blog.]
<rant>
It’s all pretty depressing.
I try to be a competent and fair and innovative admin on OpenGeofiction.
Half the users hate me – I know this for an actual fact, because I see what gets said on the OGF unofficial discord channel.
And now I’m feuding with the “boss” too. I can’t win – I’m stuck in the middle. I’m not paid for this. So why am I doing it?
Perhaps I should go back to trying to build my own geofiction server and forget this. Although I derive a lot of motivation and inspiration from the OGF community, trying to be an engaged and active member feels like more suffering than benefit, some days. I would do better to not try to change or “fix” things, but that’s not in my character.
I don’t know if the creator of OGF and I really share much in terms of vision. To initial appearances, he seems committed to the “open-” part of the name, and to open source projects and concepts. Yet upon further examination, he seems utterly uninterested in trying to go anywhere toward working out a more scalable and/or sustainable governance model for the site. And for any sizable internet community (or real community for that matter), governance is actually important. So in the end, it’s just a personal fiefdom. I can feel sympathetic to that… – that’s probably how I would set my own site up. But then, what’s the “open” about? Is it just because he used the OSM stack? It feels like false advertising: “Bait and switch.”
This is just a rant.
</rant>
Music to admin by: Robbie Fulks, “America Is A Hard Religion.”
Caveat: Poem #944 “Missing”
So I attempt to move ahead, to set aside the brooding things, but moods assert and dwell like dead - like ghosts adrift on empty wings. The spider webbing fills my head with self recriminations, rings of cloudy doubts and dreams, all led across landscapes controlled by kings who rule the shifting realms unsaid and quite unsayable, till springs snap shut and render into dread. Perhaps in moving forward, then I'll figure out solutions. When?
– some kind of sonnet, but it’s missing a line. Badly wrought.
Caveat: Tree #58
This tree is just south of the southern (uphill) property line.
[daily log: walking, 4km; tromping, 300m]
Caveat: Poem #943 “A career’s progression”
ㅁ From high ambition, I traipse through unmade countries, to disappointment.
– a pseudo-haiku.