Calmly we stand upon our respective arêtes and wonder about the goings-on behind the mind of the other. Unless we seldom-ever do.
Hubris suspects Einfühlung breathed its soupçon of influence under what’re you thinkin about—just in case I’d fallen back to sleep.
Abstruse thoughts were influencing my contrivance engine: wondering if a meta poem might-could be real painful going in.
Speech skullduggery; lexicon and vernacular slight-of-hand (eg: arêtes looks like a ridge and Einfühlung breathed).
Mistakes—when 2 cells become 37.2 trillion and 2 parent’s fuck-up for decades—make us great-different people.
Some chasms are unbreachable, some help define where to begin viaduct construction. Unless we never do.
- In 2020 Vision by Veach Glines
additional poems with accompanying art images:
Safety Finish Alligator Snowflake X-ray Sunglasses Call Push Ottoman Surface I Heart Balance Cassette Picnic Tingle Power Shadow Explosion EphemeralThese 20 example words consist of unrelated nouns, verbs, adjectives, and a pronoun; some are simple to visualize (alligator, sunglasses) others are difficult (ephemeral—something which disappears quickly isn’t easy to picture in your imagination).
aesthetic: a branch of philosophy focused on the nature of beauty, art, as well as subjective tastes and the creation, understanding, and appreciation of beauty.
abide: to bear-with patiently, to tolerate or withstand.
deconstruct: to examine in order to reveal the foundation or composition.
will-do (slang): informal way of saying ‘plan to accomplish’.
epistemic: of or relating to knowledge (or to validate the degree of one’s knowledge).
nucleotides form the basic structural unit of nucleic acids such as DNA.
Sullivan's famous axiom, “form follows function” (purpose should be the starting point for design) can be a touchstone for architects, artists and designers.
true (visual definition): possess ‘correct or proper alignment’.
The artist, Marcel Duchamp, is credited with coining the term ‘found art’ after submitting Fountain to an art exhibition in 1917. He signed the readymade art R. Mutt.
empirical knowledge is based on observation or experience and not on theory or logical reasoning.
descried: published, proclaimed.
belied: disguised, contradicted, a failure to give a true notion or impression.
fatalistic doctrine: all events are fixed in advance and humans are powerless to change them.
chastized: punished/ridiculed for misbehavior.
“accidentally” (usage of quotation marks): to suggest sarcasm, special insight, or imply that the opposite could be true.
askew: turned or twisted to one side, slightly off-balance.
hullaballoo: a loud, continued noise, ruckus, mixture of noises, din or cacophony of sound.
climactically: related to the end or completion, climax (with three letter Cs).
subside: settling toward the bottom, to become quiet.
Do you query what I think’d gone thru the beaver’s mind?
Virtuous behavior … have you some?
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Lately, I've been (unsuccessfully) trying to help the two spawn of my fiancée grow up. They, too, are worth less than the time and money I have invested. Although one is nearly a legal adult (17 biological years old; mentally 14; emotionally 12) and the other is legally an adult (23 biological years old; mentally 15; emotionally ?...he has none) neither has the capacity, wherewithal, ability, or desire to be good. Actually, the opposite seems to be true.
Over the last eight months the 17 year old has spent 4 months in jail, (theft, drugs, various probation violations) the other 4 months he repeatedly ran away and lived on friends couches and the street. There are no rules he is willing to obey. He says jail means nothing. It's just "hitting the pause button with free food and TV". We've rarely seen him in 2011 except in various different courtrooms. My years as a cop tells me he is going to continue to commit more serious felonies and will spend the majority of his life in prison.
The 23 year old has never had a drivers license, never held a job long enough to put on a résumé, and has also spent a few months in jail (drugs, resisting arrest). His increasingly erratic behavior could be disorganized schizophrenia. He refuses to discuss or ever admit he acts abnormally. In his mind his actions (hording, inability to focus, substance abuse, lack of hygiene, obsessive-compulsive actions, and an inability to handle any property without damaging it) are normal. He claims he doesn't need anything but to eat my food, waste my hot water, live in my guest room, and use my electricity. We evicted him this week (and—don't get the wrong idea—he only visited for three weeks...which turned out to be 19 days too long). My years as a member of civilized society tells me he is going to be a petty criminal who spends his life in dozens of different homeless shelters and on the street begging for spare change.
The studio audience has voted. The spinner for the 17 year old lands on B...and it's leaning towards HORRID. The spinner for the 23 year old stopped on R.
When thinking about the me of yesteryear, I recall the major decisions which had the most geographical, emotional, financial, and intellectual effect on the me-outcome (more specifically, the where, who, how's, and why's that comprise the me that is today-me). I realize that I made some of the more drastic course corrections in my life because of the few women I loved in yesteryear and the one I'm currently in love with.
Bridge.
Mental moving snapshots with sound: My first significant other is berating me for my unwillingness to attend catholic mass. Her sharp words are intended to make me feel guilty for my lack of materialism and lack of concern for our toddler's spiritual upbringing, which is my final straw (Snap.) My second significant other's insouciance becomes unbearable. No words becomes no love (Snap.) Which drives me to find my third who works toward attaining "marital tenure" and I decide, while she is on a relationship-sabbatical to locate my current love (Snap.) Now we are ten years together. Everything is as wonderful as I imagined it could be. Better, having chosen not to tolerate the bad behavior of her predecessors, who taught me what type of woman to look for and what, who, and where not to be. 
Fickle icicle – grow n’ shrink
The moment when the entire moon’s
shadow—the umbra—completely covered the sun: the blue sky turned
black; the yellow corona around the sun became white; stars were visible; the
air temperature dropped; the silence of no-more bird and insect noises grabbed
for my attention; spots of corona-sunlight, inside of darker shadows, took-on
the changing shape (circular to crescent) of the umbra; and ripples of light
wavered across the ground like faint “light snakes.” My senses were
overloaded. I could not catch up. There was no time to think or
focus on the moment.
Find
Where you best - are comfortable at rest
Near the space where the muscles under your face
Unwind, then
Seek the spot when
Your attentive mind - feels evermost kind
Unfocused on the locus while at the same time
Reach, for a
Resolve to abhor
Never to soar - or - teach yourself to become more
Cognizant of whatever you're always most-never
Aware, yet
Don't devolve
Or forget - that every contestant we've never once met
Dies before they consider themselves wise
Careful, there
It's slippery
(You have time - I know, you know there's no finish line.)
- Winterfall by Veach Glines
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