Poem: "Pressing, Pressed"

Feb. 26th, 2015 07:40 pm
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I think this needs eyes other than mine now.
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i remember in elementary school the pressure
of ideals: 'No Tolerance For Intolerance'
posted in the halls, carefully copied in our blue-ruled
notebooks, brought up to hammer down on friction when we milled
around at recess, teachers determined wrong would have no allowance
but I've since learned no tolerance is where things break

machines break—
if you try to press-
fit one part into another without sufficient allowance
its integrity snaps —! forget ideal, you need tolerance
so real is good enough to mill
life varies, as a rule

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...this poem? I can only recall small fragments of it - and some of them I might not recall correctly. This isn't the first time I've asked for help locating the full text and/or the author's name and it might not be the last since I will keep littering Google's search index with this nonsense every time it starts to bug me again until someone finally supplies the answer or else I become like the subject of the poem - whichever comes first.

Mrs. Mayer

Mrs. Mayer, Mrs. Mayer,
Growing leaner, sadder, grayer,
Her husband dead and children grown
Tends the cleaning store alone.

[A few more stanzas follow in which Mrs. M grows increasingly bitter with everything from the weather to - yeah, she sounds just like me...but still even her facade can crack when...]

Under skies of springtime blue
Mrs. Mayer smiles at you.

It's a really short and simple poem. I might've last read it 20-25 years ago (yes, so I'm getting old, too; what of it). I'm fairly sure the poem was written by a woman. I read it in a book of poems borrowed from either my high school or local library in LI, New York. The poem might've been in an anthology of less famous authors but I highly doubt it as the writing seems pretty precise and well-formed.

Someone. Please. Help. Me. Find. The rest of it?

Also, *ahem* since I'm talking about libraries, anyhow, [personal profile] silveradept - if I were to go to the library to find it, how would I locate it armed with so little information? Is that even possible?

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Excuse me, but
birds sing for other birds,
not trees

grant them the agency to be foul
and fowl as fowl may be

if bird sings by himself,
I bare my belief that he
practices, listens to himself,
refines his art striving
to make music fit to reproduce
not serenade his stage the tree

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Answering the Magpie Telegraph

Feb. 22nd, 2015 01:13 pm
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[personal profile] elisem asked for stories about shinies she has made ("stories in stone", [personal profile] kaberett calls them, as do I), and for people to link to her current sale (here) which has markdowns until midnight tonight.

Where to start?

Even the titles are seeds to poetry.

When my brother, who has spent his twenties traveling, and settling places only long enough to save up for further travel, moved to the west coast to live together with his long-term girlfriend for the first time, I gave him "The Sky Somewhere Else" (labradorite, sterling silver) that he might try roots without losing his view of sky.

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A belated reminder to myself that wow, this Turkey, kale and butternut squash soup recipe came out really well last month, and I should make it again soon. (For my first iteration, I'd started out with a turkey breast from the store, made stock one night from the bones, and then realized the next day I might as well use that stock + the leftover turkey meat and make soup too.)

Soooooooooooooooup.

This weekend's soup is a modified pumpkin white bean soup: cubed parsnips + celeriac + onion cooked in butter + oil with brown sugar and 1 tsp each of sage & nutmeg, then added stock, ~2 cups white beans, and the contents of several small freezer bags of various squashes. Also salt and pepper to taste. I currently have it back on the stove to cook more because I underdid the fast soak / cook for the white beans (eheu), but otherwise am quite pleased with it.
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"Blah blah Superfish", indeed.

Feb. 20th, 2015 02:19 am
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I wrote about this before (this was years ago so I spoke of it simply as "adware"; I guess it's evolved some since then) but I wrote quite trivially compared to Matthew's post on it, which is actually not about Superfish's super-bad behavior as much as it's about both proprietary and free software and hardware vendors failing us security-wise.

He's right: it has always been 0 days (hours, nanoseconds, eyeblinks) since our last security exploit (most of which we'll never know about; think of every unknown hacker out there, every bad actor from your self-taught script kiddie practicing on your website for the lulz right up through credit card hackers and the NSA).

But what about Superfish? I think I just hoped it would go away instead of coming back to behave more maliciously than ever - so much so that many people are understandably going nuts about the sad state of end-user security in general.

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