It's been a minute since I wrote a blog post. For reasons, mostly bogus. As 2023 approaches, this almost-content free post is a marker. Things are changing. I am much closer to the end than the start of my life, so please excuse me while I create some word salad. Worst case: wasted electrons. Not sure anyone will discover this screed, but will spread a few bread crumbs. (Watch out for rodents.) Esther Dyson said: "Always make new mistakes." I have, and I will.
midnight plus twenty three a cold glowing screen, dark mode search for thoughts to share. This article stimulated me to try creating a haiku: https://www.cnn.com/2022/12/31/opinions/new-year-2023-a-haiku-a-day-ctpr-taylor Resource: https://www.howmanysyllables.com/ will this be the last or first of a babbling brook the mystery must be solved
haiku as comment
ReplyDeletewarm weather in your favor
poetry is hard.
I agree with you
ReplyDeleteThe sky and haiku both grey
May it all improve