Solocrow — One Crow Against the World

Spam Sonnet

Posted on September 4th, 2008 by solocrow.
Categories: Generic Blatherings, Images.

Just as the grumpy fellows above are pictured removing unsavory items from their domain, so too do I vigorously expunge spam from this site on an almost daily basis. However, this morning’s bleary-eyed persusal confounded my non-caffeinated brain: the spam scanned as poetry to me.

Obviously not a true sonnet, but still. Enjoy.

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snoek preludious remarker unteamed anecdotal gemsbuck decisive myristate

trouserian peristrumous yamassee unwiliness undebatable panhyperemia morgenstern dryopteris

mock guerickian taphouse hunchy saple forestarling specularly axine

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Note: My thanks to my photographic cohort and his wife for allowing me to traipse all over their property on this, and several other occasions.

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Summer fruits

Posted on August 12th, 2008 by solocrow.
Categories: Dead Poets, Generic Blatherings, Images.

Although cherry blossoms are most often associated with Spring, here’s a version of a recent linocut that is the fruit of a few of my summer labors.

I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs.

~ Joseph Addison [1672-1719]

And of course, a little something from Shakespeare:

So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition;
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem.

~ From A Midsummer’s Night Dream, [III. ii. 208]

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Spring things

Posted on April 28th, 2008 by solocrow.
Categories: Generic Blatherings, Images.

The usual suspects.

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Pentina

Posted on April 8th, 2008 by solocrow.
Categories: Fiction, Generic Blatherings, Images.

The long silence of sand and stone
Whispers into the dark belonging to the night birds.
Waves glint with inner timeless wisdom,
And a crown of cloud-frost haloes the moon.
Eternal spirals twist restlessly in forgotten shells.

Sea-phantom forms writhe into the pearled shell-depths;
Living stones, striving in the muck
Under the unblinking eye of a summer moon.
The delicacies hide from the sun and its hungry bird-maws –
A Strong rationale, the wisdom of the unseen.

Wisdom,
Shells,
The wild cries of birds,
And the singing, silent stones –
Yes, these things gather under moon and sun.

Sun and moon – locked forever in chase,
Never growing wise to the mortal strivings
Of stones turning to sand,
Of shells, empty and hollow,
Of the broken pinions of weary, frail birds.

Memories haunt the night, like the fragile birds –
Calling themselves together in moonlight,
Curling themselves into shell-spirals,
Piling their wisdoms together
Into little cairns of stone bravery in the surf.

Soon the stones become birds,
And the wisdoms rub smooth into moon-pearls, hidden in shells.

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A promise kept

Posted on March 4th, 2008 by solocrow.
Categories: Generic Blatherings, Images.

The atomic goldfinch — a mixed media doodle for someone stuck studying chem and aviation.

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