From the Quote Box:

Never give up: There are certain times that you think, “OK, you have beaten me down to my knees. And now the challenge is, I am on my knees and you keep on beating me down. And the question is, are you going to keep beating me all the way to the ground or will I find a way to struggle my way back on to my feet.” – Randy Pausch

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back to work

I commute to work, these days longer than I would prefer. I generally like driving, and I’ve done this for so many years that the distance isn’t really an issue. I listen to the radio or my iPhone’s music or nothing at all and I watch the scenery change with the seasons. This is probably the best part of the trip.

Right now, there is an odd combination of tree leaves and grasses that popped into existence during the too-early-very-warm days of March and the normal flush of redness as maples and other trees start budding up and getting ready to flower and put out leaves. The wild cherries are in bloom in many places, forsythia are in bloom and have been, daffodils are waning: all in all well into the Spring.

I have been dabbling with an audio language program. I do NOT find learning languages easy, never have. In high school french I was good when reading and pretty good at writing french but the conversational side was really really difficult. I just could not distinguish various words and catch the separate words in a sentence.

So here I am driving along, language CD doing its thing. “Do you want to go?” “Yes, I’d like to go.” “I like to try.” “I cannot say.” “How do you know?” All these basic language things that get you going in conversation. Part of my brain keeps wondering – what does that word look like? Is he saying teen or tee? This is bad because as soon as my brain wanders it’s not keeping up and I’m stuck about two-thirds through the second lesson. Just as they’re adding how, when, because, something, nothing, I’m stuck back wondering “what did she say?”

I’ll keep trying. I did cheat a bit and try looking up a few of the words, which don’t look anything like how you might expect from the pronunciation. So maybe I can use that to let go. Writing this isn’t as important as being able to say it. I did use a stray phrase like “yes, I’d like to go” in lieu of “are you kidding me you strange people? I think I hate all of you!” the other night and it was funny enough to make me laugh.

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last haiku for the night

demands a statement,
twenty-five words of meaning:
tell the viewer why.

bah. I went with:

Sky arcs overhead
where the light and darkness meet
and joining, summer

Let the viewer make up their own mind as to what it’s about.

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that side project #napowrimo2012

This silly little side project – one hundred and seventeen syllables a night. I’m not sure what I was thinking but I’m caught up yesterday and tonight and laughing at myself. Not a bad way to end the night.

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Day 9 #NaPoWriMo2012

Great prompt from NaPoWriMo:

write a persona poem — a kind of dramatic monologue. Here’s Rita Dove channeling Beethoven, and Robert Browning giving voice to a very grumpy monk. The Summer 2008 issue of Poemeleon furnishes many more great examples. So pick a character to inhabit — a person from history, an imaginary or mythical person (like Snow White or Zeus), or just someone you’re not (an Olympic marathon champion, perhaps? I know I’m not one of those), and write in their voice.

Well no big persona speaking here, just more in the month’s series and a flash of something for NaNoWriMo.

16.

You can ignore me if you want.
You can pretend I’m just not here.
I won’t do that to you,
No, I won’t do that to you.
Because you’re real to me
no matter what you think
no matter if you don’t
if you don’t believe in me.
I believe in you.
You’re real to me.
And you can trust me
when I say
I’m just as real
I’m just as here for you.

17.

I wish I knew
if they were real
Sometimes at night
I see a flash
a tip of wing
but I don’t trust my eyes
it’s the half-light
the coming night’s slumber
I hear a note or two
I think I do
is it down the road?
is it in my dream?
There’s something more
I hope there’s something more
than the darkness.
Something light in the darkness.

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