Signal to Tralfamadore

It <SlaughterHouse 5> doesn’t tell us how to get to the planet Tralfamadore, but it does tell us how to communicate with its inhabitants. All we have to do is build something big, like the Pyramids or the Great Wall of China. Maybe the wall that some individual whom I will not name is planning to build between the United States and Mexico will be read as an urgent message on Tralfamadore. The person who wants to build the wall will not know what the message means, of course. He is a pawn, being manipulated by a power greater than his to send the message in this time of great emergency.

I hope the message reads, “Help.”

salmon rushdie

https://www.newyorker.com/books/page-turner/what-kurt-vonneguts-slaughterhouse-five-tells-us-now

sapphic tanka

Poets writing poems about poetry is perhaps the peak of human expression. The struggle to perfect the craft is a real one:

Sweating bullets,
the poet counted the syllables
and rearranged her lines
until her tanka poem
was utter perfection.

https://examples.yourdictionary.com/examples-of-tanka-poetry.html

i’m a little cranky this morning
it’s so early and my rest was uneasy
i seek inspiration on the web
but find irritation, instead with tanka
about tanka

never mind, you, what am i doing here
never mind that i am judgemental
but to climb ‘the peak of human expression’
and to find such a lowly foothill
disappoints

Cyber Poet Potentiality

There are more resonances between programming and poetry than you might think. Computer science is an art form of words and punctuation, thoughtfully placed and goal-oriented, even if not necessarily deployed to evoke surprise or longing. Laid out on a page, every program uses indentations, stanzas, and a distinctive visual hierarchy to convey meaning. In the best cases, a close-reader of code will be rewarded with a sense of awe for the way ideas have been captured in words.One poet’s “road not taken” is one programmer’s “if-then-else” statement. Generations of coders have taken their first steps by finding different ways to say “Hello, World.” Arguably, you could say the same for poets.

https://www.newyorker.com/culture/annals-of-inquiry/the-mechanical-muse

 Poetry Machine
Poetry Machine

array # 23839

so while looking for something else, i came across this bag o’shells – namely array # 23839 from page 51 of my book Traum von dem Geschietert Dichter, eponymous of my web site, if you see how i mean. “Array” or “Paradigm” is an opuscule coposed reductio ad absurdum with the idea that “poetry is the best words in the best order” . . .  but i always try to elevate to some next level what ever experiment i am making . . . at this time, just juxtaposing some arrays, which meant in the process, another experimental direction got truncated . . . see below (and gosh-darn this word-press table-software, it’s all crooked, depending on how big my screen is . . .)

array # 23839

delusion
delusional optimism
tall tale
exaggeration
misstatement
equivocation
hypocrisy
duplicity
disingenuousness
fudging
hedging
beating around the bush
pussyfoot
evasion
insincerity
white lie
fib
fabrication
distortion
fiddling
misleading
misrepresentation
prevarication
untruth
falsehood
lie
damned lie
statistics
deception
dissembling
out-and-out-lie
bald-faced-lie
propaganda
forgery/fraud

array # 23845

slight
impoliteness
micro-aggression
snub
impudence
impertinence
disrespect
indignity
embarrassment
insolence
insult
shame
slur
humiliation
infringement
disgrace
abuse
dishonor
mortification
degradation
violation
malfeasance
transgression
wickedness
scandal
petty crime
misdemeanor
crime against nature
felony
heinousness
atrocity
war crime
crime against humanity

array # 23862

joker
tease
prankster
trickster
imp
scamp
scalawag
rascal
rapscallion
scoundrel
mischief-maker
seducer
trouble-maker
rogue
roué
cad
philanderer
bounder
rakehell
knave
miscreant
ne’er-do-well
reprobate
lowlife
degenerate
villain
crook
criminal

array # 23875

tempest-in-a-teapot
fuss
(big) to-do
scene
wrangle
row
exhibition
hubbub
disturbance
commotion
uproar
imbroglio
ding-dong
(bit of) bother
kerfuffle
uproar
rumpus
ruckus
tumult
hullabaloo
foofaraw
brouhaha
scuffle
tussle
tango/tangle
fisticuffs
fracas
rhubarb
havoc
fray
pandemonium
brawl
donnybrook
melee
mayhem
maelstrom
free-for-all
riot

the original version:

array # 23839

delusion                         we might excuse politicians, for being ill
delusional optimism    maybe they’re just over-optimistic to the point of illness
faking                              pretension
tall tale                           everybody likes stories
exaggeration                 an error of quantity, rather than quality
bullshit                           amicable untruth
mis-statement              oopsie
equivocation                 as in the two-handed-economist
fudging                           a harmless inaccuracy (in CZ, “the Bulganske Konstant”)
hedging                          an inaccuracy introduced by uncertainty
evasion                           a guilty demur
white lie                         a harmless guilty demur
fib                                    an innocent, if not harmless demur
fabrication                     a demur made up
distortion                       a demur obfuscated
fiddling                           a deviousness
misleading                     mongering red-herring
misrepresentation       a mendaciousness
falsehood                      a transparent untruth
prevarication                an untruth
lie                                    a lie
damned lie                    a pernicious lie
statistics                         yeah
deception                      a betrayal
out-and-out-lie             trumpian lie level 1
bald-faced-lie                trumpian lie level 2
propaganda                   goebblian lie
forgery/fraud                 an unredeemable lie

so, hmpf . . . there it is . . .

the power of art

“During the Vietnam War, every respectable artist in this country was against the war. It was like a laser beam. We were all aimed in the same direction. The power of this weapon turns out to be that of a custard pie dropped from a stepladder six feet high.” -Kurt Vonnegut

i mean, nobody quotes & mis-quotes Vonnegut as much as i do, but this one quote comes from a fellow-poet at Unlikely Books, C. Derrick Varn.