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The unsold poetry list for the October 3, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl is now up on LiveJournal. 

The problem

Oct. 16th, 2017 08:16 pm
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Sexual violence against women and girls is endemic. There's an absolute mountain of evidence that this is the case, from the experiences of my friends to any number of posts on social media to rigorous studies. A big part of the reason I decided to identify as a feminist is because women are routinely denied bodily autonomy and feminism seems to be the only political movement that cares about this.

links and personal observations about sexual violence against women )

I absolutely believe everybody else's experiences, people I know and strangers writing brave, brave columns and blog posts. I am just a total outlier, and I really shouldn't be. So I'm signal boosting others' accounts, because I know that I needed to be made aware of the scale of the problem, and perhaps some other people reading this could also use the information.

More "Ghost in the Crown"

Oct. 16th, 2017 06:39 pm
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More bits of my poem "The Ghost in the Crown":

And I showed them the script
That I held in my hand.
“I call this play Catching­-The­-Mouse.
Understand?”
...

I'll fish for the king
With a play for a net.
I said, "With my net
I can catch him, I bet.
I bet, with my net,
I can catch the king yet."

...

"My head needs a pillow!
Your lap, to be blunt,
Is soft, and to hand,
And it’s pretty vacant."

...

So I went to her room.
But I passed, on the way,
A room where my uncle
Was kneeling to pray.
This must be the moment
To cut off his head!
But as I crept closer
I heard what he said:
“I murdered my brother!
I freely admit!
Dear God, please forgive me.
I’m rather a git.”
And I couldn’t kill him.
My blow was prevented.
For if he should die
Now he’s prayed and repented,
He’d go up to heaven;
That’s all very well,
But doesn’t seem fair
When my father’s in hell.
So I went on my way
As he muttered amen,
I hope that he’s sinned
When I see him again.

...

"And here is the head
Of a person historic!"
He gave me a skull.
And alas! It was Yorick!
I looked at the bones
And I thought as I sighed,
How he kissed me, and gave me
A piggy­back ride.
And now he’s a skull
And he’s silent and scary!
Now what has become
Of your dancing so airy?
The songs that you sang?
And the jokes that you said?
Now all that you have
Are the bones of your head?

...

The Lady Ophelia
Of whom you were fond.
She climbed up a willow
And fell in a pond.
And most of her talk
At the times she was verbal
Was straight from the pages
Of Culpeper’s Herbal!

...

I'm quiet, and I'm dead,
And I’m tired of my quest.
I’m glad of the silence.
I needed a rest.

Monday Update 10-16-17

Oct. 16th, 2017 11:41 am
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These are some posts from the later part of last week in case you missed them:
Read "Real Friends Help You Hide the Bodies" by Bairnsidhe
Poem: "Digging In"
Poem: "The Green Monkey"
Read "Rule 34" by Siliconshaman
Sunday Yardening
Reward for Impeachment
Poem: "Come Closer in Kinship"
Crowdfunding Creative Jam
Kneeling
Poem: "Liminality"
Toward Activity Scouts
Friday Yardening
Poem: "Transpeciation"
Thursday Yardening
Poem: "Transcend Apparent Limits"
Moment of Silence: David Patterson
Wednesday Yardening
A Word for America Today
Good News


There is a half-price sale in Polychrome Heroics this week.  Shop for poetry, or watch for new goodies to appear.


Poetry in Microfunding:
"The Inner Transition" belongs to Polychrome Heroics: Berettaflies and has 7 new verses.  Stylet comes out of the shower.  "The Higher a Monkey Climbs" belongs to Polychrome Heroics.  Pips and Jules discuss what to get for G and Joshua after the fire.  

We got a little rain, and the weather turned much cooler.  Currently blooming: dandelions, marigolds, petunias, lantana, million bells, firecracker plant, morning glories, frost asters, goldenrod.  Most of the fields around us have been harvested.

I saw a couple of sparrows around the birdfeeders this week.   Right now there is a male cardinal around my office window.  :D 

Pathetic fallacy in search of a story

Oct. 16th, 2017 03:55 pm
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There has been the most ominous-looking light over north London for several hours now - a sort of copper colour. The sky is covered by a greyish cloud with wisps of whiter cloud drifting across it.

No rain, a bit of a breeze wafting through the trees in the street, but so far, nothing stronger.

The effect is somewhat John Martin-esque, or possibly requiring figures to run through the pocket park behind the house crying 'Heathcliff!' 'Cathy!'. Or at least, the foreshadowingly brooding overture to such.

I assume this is something to do with Hurricane Ophelia, even if so far this part of England is not supposed to be affected. This morning when I went shopping it was sunny and unusually warm, but I put that down to the Little Summer of St Luke.

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We took the children to their first ever live rugby match on Saturday after attending Rugby Tots. Keiki is still enamoured of it after six weeks. Humuhumu has realised that she would quite like to do rugby as well and so she is now signed up for the class immediately after his. This brings her class total to three: swimming (Fridays), rugby (Saturday) and gymnastics (Sunday), thus cementing our status as Parental Taxi Service for the next thirteen years or so.

Anyway, the weather was unseasonably mild and sunny and we were sat in the stands next to a lovely group of Brive fans. They tempted the children to cheer for their side with flags. We accepted gracefully and offered them Haribo, which they took, so I'm counting that a win for Anglo-French relationships. Especially since Worcester won, which was definitely not a given considering (a) their early performance, including some dire kicking and (b) the fact that they're pretty much always near the bottom of the Premier league table.

The children loved it, although keeping them engaged did involve bribery with Lego and chips (not at the same time). Afterward they opened the pitch to the children to run around, and then the players came out. We got the Worcester players to sign one of the Brive flags which they did without rancour. It was a superb day out and we were all pleasantly worn out at the end of it.

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[L to R: G. Milasinovich (prop), me, Humuhumu, Keiki, P. Humphreys (wing)]

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You know that weird feeling where your tests sometimes pass and sometimes don't, and you eventually realise they're not deterministic? But it took a while to notice because you kept changing things to debug the failing tests and only slowly realised that every "whether it succeeded or not" change didn't follow changing the code?

In this case, there were some failing tests and I was trying to debug some of them, and the result was the same every time, but only when I ran a failing test by itself and it passed did I realise that the tests weren't actually independent. They weren't actually non-deterministic in that the same combination of tests always had the same result, but I hadn't realised what was going on.

And in fact, I'd not validated the initial state of some tests enough, or I would have noticed that what was going wrong was not what the test *did* but what it started with.

I was doing something like, there was some code that loaded a module which contained data for the game -- initial room layout, rules for how-objects-interact, etc. And I didn't *intend* to change that module. Because I'm used to C or C++ header files, I'd forgotten that could be possible. But when I created a room based on the initial data, I copied it without remembering to make sure I was actually *copying* all the relevant sub-objects. And then when you move stuff around the room, that (apparently) moved stuff around in the original copy in the initialisation data module.

And then some other test fails because everything has moved around.

Once I realised, I tested a workaround using deepcopy, but I need to check the one or two places where I need a real copy and implement one there instead.

Writing a game makes me think about copying objects a lot more than any other sort of programming I've done.
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I have sponsored the poem "Real Friends Help You Hide the Bodies" by [personal profile] bairnsidhe.  It's about an intersex supervillain and friends, and actually quite touching.

Poem: "Digging In"

Oct. 15th, 2017 09:51 pm
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This is the freebie for the October 2017 [community profile] crowdfunding Creative Jam. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] mama_kestrel. It also fills the "autumn" square in my 10-1-17 card for the Fall Festival bingo, and with that, I have made bingo down the B column! \o/


"Digging In"


A true friend is someone who,
when you tell them to bring a shovel,
they don't ask if you're planting roses
or burying your ex,

they just come dressed to dig.

It's tulips, this time,
fringed and French,
parrots and peonies,
Darwins, Greigii, Fosteriana.

It's tulips, this time,
their brown bulbs
whispering triumph,
against autumn winds,

but it isn't always.

* * *

Notes:

Tulips are planted in fall to bloom in spring.  They come in many different styles.

Poem: "The Green Monkey"

Oct. 15th, 2017 09:26 pm
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This is the second freebie for the October 3, 2017 Poetry Fishbowl courtesy of new prompter [personal profile] elinox. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] acelightning. It also fills the "frighten" square in my 10-1-17 card for the Fall Festival bingo.


"The Green Monkey"


It's hard when you're born
technically human, visibly human,
but so weird you don't fit in --

when your body looks female
but your soul feels male,

when you're so smart that
you finish the worksheet before
the teacher finishes handing them out,

when you can hear things that
humans aren't supposed to hear
or say things that everyone claims
only babies can learn to pronounce --

and you can't help but remember
that experiment with the monkeys
where the scentist dyed one of them
and the others tore it to pieces,

when you keep seeing murders
of trans nerdy freakish people
whenever you turn on the news,

when every time that you go out
you feel people's eyes on your back,
crawling over your skin like spiders,

and you don't know why you
seem to frighten them so much
but it's clear enough that you do,

and you can't help but wonder
if you're the green monkey.

Read "Rule 34" by Siliconshaman

Oct. 15th, 2017 07:40 pm
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[personal profile] siliconshaman has posted a Polychrome Heroics story set in Rapid City, very explicit and NSFW.  Check out "Rule 34." 

Sunday Yardening

Oct. 15th, 2017 03:50 pm
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Today is partly sunny, chilly, and blustery.  We got more rain late last night and early this morning.  Most of the fields around us have been harvested.

I planted 20 Iris 'Harmony' in the wildflower garden.  These are miniature iris with lavender uprights and bright purple falls.

I also gathered more wildflower seeds and planted them in the prairie garden.

EDIT: I went back out and planted 6 Daffodil 'Thalia' in the purple-and-white garden. They are narrow-leafed white daffodils.

EDIT: I planted 12 Puschkinia / Lebanon Squill in the purple-and-white garden.  These put out clusters of star-shaped flowers in white to pale blue.

Culinary

Oct. 15th, 2017 08:18 pm
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This week's bread: the Blake/Collister My Favourite Loaf, white spelt/wholemeal/einkorn flour, made up with the remains of the buttermilk.

Saturday breakfast rolls: the adaptable soft roll recipe, 4:1 white spelt/buckwheat flour, maple sugar, dried blueberries.

Today's lunch: New Zealand venison loin medallions, panfried in butter, served with sweet potato oven fries, cauliflower florets roasted in pumpkin seed oil with cumin seeds (I think these could have done either with being cooked a bit longer, or broken up into smaller pieces), fennel cut into thinnish strips, healthy-grilled in olive oil, and splashed with elderflower vinegar.

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