Day 15 —  FOGhead + radar 

The Festival of Grief feels somewhat lessened this time around. Perhaps partly because I. of the publication of my poetry books last year. And II. Because only one date falls into Na/GloPoWriMo timeframe. And just for today I’m ignoring the Poetic Factoid component to write a second free form poetical sketch.

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FOGhead

My foggy head has ached all morning
& I cannot understand why
Grateful outside is a slow still day
The only anniversary this year
As Easter Sunday was the last 
Mad day of a manic March

I sit underneath the sunshine
& hear the multiplicity of birds 
Who share my trees carry on
Countless continuous conversations
Always moving through air urgent
To be some where they are not

Whereas it is my everlasting wish
To be wherever you are when you went

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Day 15 – TI Ignored the Poetic Factoid assignment 

interdimensional radar

as much as i want 
to take pain relief
to less the graine

i also don’t in case
it’s caused by you 
trying to get through

Day 14 — world peace + snow

Today’s poetry book was a collection of (second rate) haiku-poems. The author himself described them as haiku-poems to differentiate between them & traditional/proper haiku. So I likewise decided to attempt a few haiku-esque poetry today 1) because they’re short & I’m tired & 2) because I have a tendency to overwrite so forcing brevity is good. They’re based on a prompt: what’s standing in the way of world peace? They mostly adhere to the supposed traditional rules of haiku. Except for the Poetic Factoid. All were written based on notes taken over the past couple of weeks. 

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… in world peace’s way

i.
inequality
tax the rich right now
kill billionaires

ii.
dogma of all kinds
cold organised religion
believe & let believe

iii.
imaginary 
when superstition outweighs 
observable truth

iv.
lack of empathy
certainty in one’s rightness
apathy (too much)

v.
i’m 100% certain 99% of us just 
want quiet peaceful lives yet we let 
1% of sociopaths run everything

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Day 14 – TIL  how easy it is to cook the system when you’re tired

A “traditional” haiku
this line has five  beats
seven  syllables go here
back to five  now  snow

Day 13 — omnibus: bills + books

Foray into politics & legislation-passing. 

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Big Uglies

While I understand the need 
for bundling pieces of like-legislation
into the same bill so Parliament 
doesn’t get bogged down passing 
thousands of unique, highly specific laws;

too often omnibus bills: bury 
controversial provisions; complex &/or 
controversial material (not all of which 
might have been adequately 
debated in either of the houses);
or hide pork barrel clauses
amid the thousands of pages.

Furthermore, their sheer massiveness 
& often quick adoption timetable
prevents parliamentarians from informing 
themselves concerning all relevant issues.

To me — these Big Ugly bills ring Big Loud 
alarm bells every time they’re proposed …

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Day 13 – TI  disagree with Professor Tolkien

*Not 
One book to bring them all
   and in the omnibus bind them

conversely & perhaps unsurprisingly 
i’m also not a huge fan of omnibus 
editions when it comes to books

books previously published separately
should under no circumstances 
be brought together as one volume

& not just because the paper’s cheaper
to lower costs — or that they weigh as much
as two household bricks off their diet

but because they lose both elegance 
& individuality when crammed together
between the same two mass-market covers

& this even applies to The Lord of The Rings
(Tolkien only grudgingly allowed it published
as three volumes considering it one big book)

— to me three is the absolute perfect number
even if Book IV The Ring Goes East drags till Faramir
& The Return of the King does kinda give it all away

Day 11 — imposter + composter syndrome

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Reading It’s Not that Radical: Climate Action to Transform Our World & Mikaela Loach talks about how not everyone in the movement needs to be a front line activist. Everyone has their role to plan … & grass roots movements only succeed if there’s a broad spectrum of supporters doing a range of roles. Which got me think. The Poetic Factoid started as a joke google, & I’m still not 100% sure if it’s a real thing, but I went with it anyway. 

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imposter 

for a long time : i’ve wanted : to do more : to be more : active : to fight harder : for the world : i want : the world : i believe : we all deserve : but at the same time : i’ve suffered : impostor syndrome : because : after all : what have i : really : got to offer : what do i know : of struggle : i’m a reasonably : well off white man : in a reasonably affluent society : who has more : than the majority of : most people on the planet : i want to speak up : but i fear my voice : or voices like it : have been heard : too much : for too long : already : & in many ways : is/are largely responsible : for the very mess : we’re in ; i want to whisper : but i’m different : but am i : after all : with all my : bundled up griefs : & rookie mistakes : blundering bumbling bumping through life : not deliberating setting : out to harm : but doing so : anyone : what good : after all : will my contribution : be : to the cause : to any cause : to all causes

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Day 11 – TIL about a potential self diagnosis

Composter syndrome

a psychological phenomenon affecting
compulsive individuals incredibly unlike me
who may exhibit the following characteristics:

i. obsessive attention: 
preoccupied with composting
that perfect balance of organic matter
temperature control, & moisture 

ii. perfectionism: 
always researching alternate techniques 
experimenting with multiple systems
striving for the ideal mix
composition, texture, & odour
& heartbroken when it fails 
to meet self-imposed standard

iii. waste management anxiety: 
deep responsibility concerning
environmental sustainability
heightened guilt when organic waste 
is discarded rather than transformed
into nutrient-rich compost

so very not me till i realised, last night
i accidentally peed on the compost heap

it was no moon dark & i’d taken the dog out 
& now i’m freaking out in case i’ve totally wrecked the nitrogen balance

Day 10 – NIMBY + election contributions

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Four of the past five nights I’ve fallen asleep, sitting upright in my computer chair. I’m feeling totally run down. Writing the poems is wonderful as always. But draining when combined with actually trying to live a life also. So even though I’m not sure what this topic is going to be, I do know. It has to be short. I can’t endure a long session today. I’m working on poems about Sacrifice Zones & NIMBY politics (Not In My Back Yard). So this little lightly ironic poem was pretty easy to write. Just what I needed.

The Poetic Factoid was found on the same page as other research & made my day simpler. 

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fracking NIMBYism

no one likes fracking near them
no, not even Exxon King CEO 
& briefly US Secretary of State 
under Donald. J. Drumpf
   — Rex Tillerson — 
who once joined a lawsuit 
opposing fracking near 
his $5 million Texas home
worried it would lower property values

Rex drops his own microphone

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Day 10 – TIL about election contributions

Republican Rex

Rex has given a total of $468,970 in contributions to Republican candidates & committees between 2000 to 2016

according to 
Federal Election Commission records
he contributed to the campaigns of

George W. Bush
Mitt Romney
Mitch McConnell
Jeb Bush

ironically (or not) he never donated 
to Donald J Drumpf

Day 09 – oligarchs + dragons

Today’s main poem has exploded. I’ve been collecting billionaire facts & memes for several years & today I began the exciting but overwhelming task of trying to poetify some of them. There are currently about 7 sections (the borders are amorphous) some are datapoems, others more like actual poems, one is quite lyrical. They’ve been fun to play with (& I don’t think I’m finished yet). They make a nice sequence (even if that too is ever-changing.)

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idols? false

II
how much is a billion?

postulation 2.1 — basically the same

if you believe billionaires 
are just, like, slightly richer 
millionaires !! think again

a million seconds 
is 11.5 days

a billion seconds 
is thirty one years !! six months !!!
plus a handful of loose days !
(the maths eventually got too complicated for me)

postulation 2.2 — conclusion

billionaires ! are ! immoral

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Day 09 – TIL about the truth concerning dragons

the truth concerning dragons

In the Old English saga the dragon 
was once a wealthy king 
jealously hoarding  & brooding 
until selfishness & avarice
turned him into a monster
— till Beowulf kills him

Smaug amassed vast loot in his Lonely 
Mountain lair plundering Middlearth 
over millennia stealing from hapless mortals
hoarding gold  Elvish armour  dwarven gems
— till Bard kills him

who says fiction doesn’t teach us how to deal with real-world issues?

Day 08 – consequences + moving

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Climate Change is going to affect different parts of the world slightly differently (mostly the same broad brush strokes, but the detail will vary from place to place). For several years I’ve been collecting examples of things that will in all probability be affected right here in Oz (itself a wildly diverse ecosystem/area) under the working titles of — ecosystems : species : food and farming : water : coastal erosion : health : damage to homes & property : coral bleaching : miscellaneous.

The poem is a poetic attempt at breaking down all the fun things we’ve got to look forward to. I’m sharing just the Species section of the poem. (Not doubt this first draft will have new consequences added to it, as I research further. It’s been ever growing for the past 4 years, don’t see it changing now.)

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So many consequences …

ii. species

One in six : faces ex:tinc:tion risk 

To survive
   plants : animals : & birds alike
   must  :  move  :  adapt or         : die 

But climate change : is happening : so fast
it’s often im:possible : for species to adapt 
         :  swiftly                         enough  : 
to evolve : with their ever-changing : environments : 
with changing seasons  :  with timings 
in the rest of the web :  altered :   delayed : 
enhanced :    shunted :    days, even weeks 
                                                    :  out of whack 

And even  :  if they could  :  move   :   swiftly enough 
the sheer : volume of human-driven  :  habitat destruction
makes moving  :  moot  ;  kinda hard to move  :  when  :  there’s no place left

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Day 08 – TIL about the pachyderms outside the room

Bill’s Moving Tales

1. Supposedly the average person (Bill) moves residences 11.7 times in their lives
2. Allegedly it is the 3rd most stressful event in Bill’s life (behind death & divorce)
3. Apparently 55% of Bill’s moves happen in the summer
4. Purportedly Bill needs around 60 cardboard boxes to move all their stuff
4b. Reputedly 60 cardboard boxes is equivalent to around 6,500 pounds — or as part of the penchant for Americans using anything except the metric system to describe things — the size of a smallish-sized elephant

5. All I know is, when the truck with the shipping container filled to the brim with most of my books tried, it couldn’t make it up the gentle slope of Gully Hill & had to go the long way round (not enough torque or cylinder size or something — definitely *not* too. many. books).

Day 07 – fire + balls

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Today my housemate spent large parts of his day in other roles: netball selector & volunteer firefighter.

The serious poem began playing with synonyms … & then stayed that way cos I was too exhausted to work it further … but I think it’s kind of fun for a first draft. Reflects how I feel consuming lots of climate change literature. The factoid came when it was suggested (perhaps facetiously) that I should write a netball poem. Regardless, challenge accepted.

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9:burnonyms 

1.
our house is burning : on fire : alight : ablaze, blazing ; it’s going up : up in smoke : in flames : aflame : it smoulders : flares : flashes : flickers

2.
we’ve burned all the letters : set fire to : set on fire : set alight : set light to : lit : set burning : ignited : put a match to ; kindled : incinerate : reduce to ashes : destroy by fire ; torch : inflame

3.
we forgot to turn off the iron & nearly burned the sky : scorch : singe : sear : char : blacken : discolour : brand ; scald ; cauterise : calcine ; torrefy

4.
our lungs burn with humiliation : be hot : be warm : feel hot : be feverish : be fevered : be on fire; blush : redden : be red :: go red : go pink : turn red : turn crimson : turn scarlet : flush : colour : crimson

5.
our lip burns where our teeth have pierced it : smart : sting : tingle : prick : prickle : be irritated : be sore : hurt : be painful : throb : ache

6.
earth is burning with curiosity : at what is still to come : be consumed by/with : be eaten up by/with : be obsessed by/with : be tormented by/with : be bedevilled by

7.
some (but not enough) are burning with fury that so little is being done : we seethe : boil : fume : smoulder : simmer : be boiling over : be beside oneself ; be livid : be wild : jump up & down : froth/foam at the mouth

8.
people differ considerably in the energy they burn up : use up : consume : expend : get through : go through : dissipate : eat up : exhaust

9.
i burn to know what the secret is : yearn : long : have a longing : ache : be aching : itch : be itching : desire : be consumed with the desire : want : want badly : be unable to wait : be eager : be desperate : hanker : have a hankering : wish : crave : lust : pant : hunger : be hungry : be greedy : thirst : be thirsty ; have a yen : yen : be dying; archaic be athirst : be desirous

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Day 7 – TIL about an odd netball name

ball games, sprawling names

netball once was known as basketball
— wait let me start again

in 1891 basnetketball
began life with : just 13 rules 
as a 9 versus 9 game ;
using an old soccer ball ;
two wall-mounted
peach baskets as goals
& incorporated rules from  
 duck on a rock (a medieval
kid’s game played as a child)

for about 3 seconds it was called
Naismith Game after its inventor
— but he hated that & said 
“we have a ball & a basket: 
why not basketball?”

a female physical culture instructor
tweaked several rules them to 
make them more decorous for ladies
misunderstood others & called the resultant
hodgepodge basquette

in 1893 : Madame Österberg  
who advocated : female physical fitness
thereby better preparing : for motherhood 
not to mention :  emancipation  : generally
tossed a version : of the new sport
across the sea : to her English college students 

tweaks a couple years later 
by American lecturer : Dr Toles
played with waste paper baskets : on walls
without lines : boundaries : or circles

more revisions : 1897 from another 
American teacher : Miss Porter
moved outdoors : onto grass courts
divided : into three zones : replaced 
baskets : with ringed : nets

hence : net ball which went : imperial 
thrown : to all quarters of the Empire
caught in Oz possibly as early as 1897
though most say : turn of the century

despite being :  netball  :  everywhere else
the Aussies & Kiwis kept : the name 
women’s basketball : until 1970

at which point I can finally return 
to my initial remarks — 

netball once was known as basketball
in fact, it was still that when we Ango Panthers 
won our previous A-Grade premiership 
but. no. more. — we are now : reigning : BLG : netball premiers 

Day 06 — sun dimming + dim summing

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Many methods for dealing with increasing temperatures are touted by people who have an interest in solving the climate changing crisis (I won’t say their interest is purely financial; although the advocates seem to favour different techno-fixes depending on which start-up/research project they’ve invested in). 

The geoengineering lingo for the various means of injecting particles into the atmosphere in order to reflect more sunlight back to space is known as Solar Radiation Management (SRM)

[The many other proposed techno-fixes are a whole other kettle of batshitcrazy that might form the basis of a different poem later this month, but today’s poem gonna focused solely on ones that deal with the sun — & the three short stanzas I’m sharing concern sulphate aerosols. Not the space mirrors. Not the billions of aluminised, hydrogen-filled balloons. Just the sulphate. Aerosol.]

This poem written, the topic for my Poetic Factoid practically wrote itself.

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dim the sun

spraying sulphate aerosols into the stratosphere
via specially techofitted airplanes

or to rush ludicrously to the other extreme 
via very long hoses hanging from helium balloons

even squirting it into the sky — somehow —
via cannons (yes, you read it right)

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dim the sum

“dim sum” can be translated 
as point of the heart
   — or touch the heart

dim sum is also best enjoyed 
with a large group of friends
   — explaining why i never eat it 

Day 05 – US + them + Kyoto

[Late to post but written on the day part 1.]

Today’s poem & factoid are both indirectly about a topic that long has bugged me — the fact that the 5 permanent members of UN Security Council have veto powers, thereby significantly maiming the ability of that body to deal with world issues. The “serious” poem concerns the US behaviour during negotiations for what would become the Kyoto Protocol.

There’s also a bonus Factoid about Kyoto itself.

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The United States Government vs Kyoto

greedy industrialised countries are responsible 
for the bulk of historical emissions —
he protocol attempted to cap theose emissions
then systematically reduce them by taxing carbon
so beginning a shift to renewable energy

instead the US wanted to create
international carbon trading 
modelled on the cap-and-trade system 

these “pollution permits” 
could be used — sold if not needed — 
even purchased to allow more possible pollution

projects that kept CO2 out of the atmosphere
like carbon-sequestering tree-planting programs 
— producing low carbon energy
— upgrading a dirty factory to emit lower emissions 
were carbon credit eligible

the US was so passionate about this strategy
carbon trading’s inclusion was a deal breaker 
in the negotiations


ironically — despite belligerently getting their way
the US then — failed to even ratify the Protocol

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Day 5 – TIWTR about something ludicrous

The P5 Veto

the United Nations’ Security Council 
has five permanent members, 5 big boys
5 bullies — Russia, the US, China, France, & the UK

any one can veto a resolution, scupper it
— even if it’s supported by the rest of the world

since the U.N.’s founding — the USSR/Russia 
has cast 119 vetoes — the United States 82
The People’s / Republic of China has vetoed 16 times 
     (13 since 2000 – & always in conjunction with Russia)
The UK cast 29 vetoes & France 16 
     before both voluntarily ceasing to use it at the end of 89

the US has vetoed resolutions critical of Israel 
45 times out of its 80+ total — Russia’s vetoed 
condemnations of Syria — China : Myanmar, Zimbabwe
& of course — & so sadly on — 

some of the world’s worst atrocities 
get overlooked due to petty politics

               the veto                    needs                                  to go go

*Veto statistics are from the Dag Hammarskjöld library.
These numbers are for vetoes on draft resolutions & do not include vetoes on amendments other proposals.

*Veto numbers may have changed slightly since the research for this poem was undertaken.

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Fun Fact BONUS Day 5 – TIL about the capital of Japan for more than 1,000 years

Capital City

Kyoto’s nickname is City 
of Ten Thousand Shrines

there are over 3, 000 temples 
& shrines in & around the city

so why is its nickname not
City of Three Thousand Shrines?

that to me sounds just as beautiful
& has the benefit of truth too

these are the type of questions
— that keep me awake at 3am