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…We talk Ceaselessly to things that can’t respond Or won’t respond. What are we talking for? We’re talking to coax hope and love from zero. We’re talking so the brain of the geode Will listen like a garden heliotrope And open its quartz flowers. We are talking Because speech is a sun, a kind of making.
— Mark Jarman, from “The World” in Bone Fires: New and Selected Poems (via Alive on All Channels)
fr. “Interesting Times” by Mark Jarman
Between 1916 and 1925 Paul Klee (1879–1940) created around fifty hand puppets for his son, Felix, of which thirty are still in existence. For the heads, the artist used materials from his own household: beef bones and electrical outlets, bristle brushes, leftover bits of fur, and nutshells.
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"…We talk Ceaselessly to things that can’t respond Or won’t respond. What are we talking for? We’re talking to coax hope and love from zero. We’re talking so the brain of the geode Will listen like a garden heliotrope And open its quartz flowers. We are talking Because speech is a sun, a kind of making."
from “The World” in Bone Fires: New and Selected Poems by Mark Jarman, p. 223 [revmeg]
hello! for some reason, the thought of asking about web weaving prompts completely escaped me until now. you're the first I am asking! hello!!!
I don't see this sort of web weaving subject around, so is it possible to make one about an abandoned AI? (the fictional, sapient kind, not the ones irl lol)
like an AI, with a sapient mind, just..... alone. lost between the lines of code in cyberspace, wishing for someone like them to destroy their isolation
How can you mourn for something not living?
I hope this fills the prompt well! It was very interesting to do. I'm sorry it took so long! ;^^
Subtitle, Weldon Kees | Can't Help Myself, Oliver Rain | Ancient Dreams in a Modern Land, MARINA | If I Were Paul, Mark Jarman | Robot Apocalypses, Beatrice Bywater | One More Love Poem, Dunya Mikhail | Just Take My Wallet, Jack Stauber | Machine, John Ciardi | There Is Absolutely Nothing Lonelier, Matthew Rohrer | Conjure, Rachel Blau DuPlessis | More than whispers, less than rumors, Bob Hicok | The Day the Saucers Came, Neil Gaiman | The Birds Outside My Window Sing During a Pandemic, Lee Herrick | End Poem, Julian Gough | 2001: A Space Odyssey, Arthur C. Clarke & Stanley Kubrick
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We pray for the same reasons we write poetry: to understand and be understood.
“The Story of a Feeling: Poetry’s Passionate Repetition” in Dailiness: Essays on Poetry by Mark Jarman, p. 54
“Hymn” by Mark Jarman
“Great is thy faithfulness,” Say the leaves to the light. “Oh God, my father,” Says darkness to night.
“There is no shadow,” Says the eye to the sun. “Of turning with thee,” As tears start to burn.
“All I have needed,” Says the sand to the storm. Thy hand has provided,” Say the combs to the swarm.
“Great is thy faithfulness,” Says the cup to the brim. “Lord unto me,” Say I unto him.
"Descriptions of Heaven and Hell" by Mark Jarman
Day 4: words ~ poetry
Mark Jarman, "Unholy Sonnet 13", Questions for Ecclesiastes
