Tag Archives: Reflection

Of course, inventing a new form of Sonnet…

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…is very like inventing a new form of buggy whip.  I have two–among many more such–friends who think it’s wonderful that I write sonnets, but who are unable to apprehend them.  Public education has–and in my very humble opinion, quite very deliberately–failed these dear souls; something for which I would like to see the guilty pay the appropriate price.  What would be the price paid for destroying a mind?  Lobotomy, I think, if the universe were fair–which of course it is not.

So it occurs to me that…

Posted by David Emeron on

…this entry (spaces removed):

as i slept
by a veranda
open to the sea
on a cool night
just right
to let

the wind
and moonlight
and the stars
blow quietly
past me
as i slept

… is rather a sonnet of sorts if two (acutally quite releveant) lines are added to each verse:

as i slept
just inside
by a veranda
open to the sea
on a cool night
just right
to let

the wind
and moonlight
and the stars
blow quietly
past me
caressing
as i slept

No Safety – Know Pain, Know Safety – No Pain | Tea with a Pirate

Posted by David Emeron on

You may, my dear pirate, find this interesting, as well: Traffic fatalities go up wherever seat belt laws are enacted–as do, by the way, non fatal accidents as well.

It does not mean what we think it means, however. It doesn’t mean that belting somehow kills people. However, The fact remains that a well secured driver is less likely to die when an incident occurs.

However, Bayes’ theorem also predicts this peculiar statistic as well. Continue reading →

The Job That Doesn’t Exist | mishaburnett

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I want to say, at the outset here, I mean no disrespect to the young lady above; however one thing I believe I didn’t make clear in the above post is that the business of writing, at its core hasn’t changed all that much. People who claim it has, have, most likely not made a study of writing as a profession throughout history. Continue reading →