a wikipedia poem on software entropy

Joe Brainard, Pansies, 1968. 

Watercolor and collage on paper, 28 x 22 inches.

happy "everyone forgets that icarus also flew" monday. i want to throw up !

"anything worth doing is worth doing badly"............."not failing as he fell but just coming to the end of his triumph"......goodnight (it's noon)

Marina Tsvetaeva, excerpt from Poem of the End, Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Angela Livingstone) [ID'd]

Sharon Olds

give me a world you have taken the world i was tuesday

An Interview with Jenny Slate, by Sara Black McCulloch

what's the opposite of feeling sand slip through your fingers because I feel this poem more and more as time passes

The children are always ours, every single one of them, all over the globe; and I am beginning to suspect that whoever is incapable of recognizing this may be incapable of morality. Or, I am saying, in other words, that we, the elders, are the only models children have. What we see in the children is what they have seen in us–or, more accurately perhaps, what they see in us.

- James Baldwin’s first piece for a national magazine, "Maxim Gorky as Artist," in The Nation (April 12, 1947)

thought cabinet, anton vill, 2019

Vincent van Gogh (Dutch, 1853-1890)

Tuin te Arles

Chen Chen, from "Poplar Street"

— Mary Oliver, excerpt of “Good Morning”, in Blue Horses

unknown title by bahira motaz shaheen, 2023, unknown materials