July 2, 2008 archive

Muse in the Morning

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Muse in the Morning

O beautiful for spacious skies,

For amber waves of grain,

For purple mountain majesties

Above the fruited plain!

America! America!

God shed his grace on thee

And crown thy good with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

–Katharine Lee Bates

–1913

It’s a great song.   But times have changed…

State of the Onion XX

America the Ugly

America, America

We’ve sung this song for you

America, America

We’ve forgotten if it’s true

Spacious Skies


Sky Eye

Spacious skies

once so beautiful

now soot-stained

filled with fumes

molecular soup

brewed in a cauldron

too globally warm

chemical change

America, Amerika

a nation turns its

reddened eyes from you

Tears flow

from those eyes

as air once clean

becomes clean only

by act of a government

that has lost the meaning

of words bathed

in the acid of corruption

so that the nation

loses its purpose

and our way

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 22, 2006

Retrofit Suburbia Redux

{Soon to be a Midnight Thought in Burning the Midnight Oil, also available in Blue and Yellow}

I have been reading the commentary in recent transit oriented posts on Matthew Yglesias’ blog (explicit links below the fold) … well, I’ll admit it, skimming the commentary of the troll that tries to sidetrack any transit posting by Yglesias … and as far as I can tell, the idea of the Great American Suburban Retrofit (detailed links below the fold) just has not sunk in at all … not even a little bit.

Instead its the usual “big city transit user saying we all need to live in walkable big cities” versus “happy suburbanite lecturing on how we not only don’t all live in Big Eastern Seaboard Cities, but many of use don’t want” … kind of talking past each other.

So Once More Into the Breach: We can Retrofit American Suburbia to make it Far Easier to Use Public Transit and offer Walkable Communities as a Suburban Option … without necessarily abandoning the suburbs and everyone moving to the closest big city.

Join me for a design challenge, below the fold.

Rough draft in Orange

A little Star TV & night symphony

I went outside last night to regain some calm…lose some ire…

& watch a little star TV.

I sat gazing up at the little twinkling lights, O so far away…

Watching the winds passage as it hurried thru the pines

letting my mind wander where it would

this phrase & that popped into my brain

going round & round again

then out came a fairy carrying a tiny lantern

my mind stopped & watched her instead

she twirled off to join her friends

they danced above my fields

and as I watched I began to hear

the symphony

frogs down at the pond croooaking

crickets all around chirruping

an owl in the distance who-hooing

a whip-poor-will began his nightly performance

a dog on the hill behind me joined in for a bit

I began to discern different voices

and heard

all sang their own song

then listened

it was astounding

Pony Party friends

Please don’t REC the pony

As long as its beautiful, its fine

Casting the Beauty Platform Diaires

NB. Most link collections like these look back. This one looks ahead to diaries posted following this one.








Utsukushikereba sore de ii Ishikawa Chiaki

As long as its beautiful, its fine

(Lady Elwin’s Translation)

~the countless flowers enveloped in light

gaze at tomorrow with eyes free of doubt~

everyone wishes for me to be pure, but

waiting in the sky that’s about to be worn out

picking flowers to make them their own

they’re all just sinful people

I stopped making promises with the future

because even if I try to run far away from pain

look, the chill wind is shaking my hair

where should I search for the answer?

even if I take a break from this selfish destiny

I feel as if somewhere I was saved

as if one day even this past that can’t be remade

can be put away in a small box

the countless flowers enveloped in light

gaze at tomorrow with eyes free of doubt

the white bell that quietly overlooks us

as long as it’s beautiful, it’s fine

is this the dream’s continuation?

is this a dream I won’t awaken from?

I murmured countless times

I stopped making promises with the future

because even if I try to run far away from pain

look, the chill wind is shaking my hair

where should I search for the answer?

… but of course, with translations, YMMV … this is the translation done by the fans of the anime that used this as an opening song:

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