Move On

Sometimes from the outside it may appear nothing is going on. I'm sure my one or two faithful readers have begun to wonder if that's what's happening here.

Truthfully, daily life seems to have grabbed me by the pant legs and just won't let go. As revealed in recent photos, this is not necessarily a bad thing. I have enjoyed grandchildren greatly the last few days.

With the great weather we've been having, I've often opted to forego writing rather than walking. Truthfully, my back demands regular exercise rather than sitting in front of the computer for hours typing, and, while playing on the floor with grandchildren is great fun, it too plays havoc with my back.

Even if that weren't the case, I've lived in the Pacific Northwest too long to be willing to sit inside the house when it's warm and sunny outside. God bless those poor teachers who have to baby sit a class full of hormone-driven teenagers when it's sunny like this. Most teenagers' minds do not turn to thoughts of Buson when the teenager sitting next to them is dressed for the beach.

I have been reading a rather long, scholarly work on the connection between Buson's poetry and artwork. Unfortunately, I vacillate between utter fascination with the insights offered into Buson's poetry and repugnance at the author's didactic approach to his subject. Often times the footnotes to obscure works I'm never going to be able to read cause me to put down the book in disgust. Eventually I'll have something meaningful, or not, to say about the work.

In addition to all this, and besides watching my beloved Mariners self-destruct, I've been continuing my study of Flash MX 2004, and, more recently, Dreamweaver MX 2004 in preparation for some new projects I've long wanted to pursue.

That doesn't mean I haven't been out reading blogs regularly, leaving comments, and, occasionally, pursuing interesting ideas and concepts. Lately, following a link from fait accompli led me to to As/Is,which eventually led me to Hay(na)ku and Hay(na)ku, Tatang!

Which inspired me to write this:

just
keep moving
nothing happening here

which, in turn, led to:

stand
perfectly still
change begins here

3 thoughts on “Move On

  1. Actually, that’s the one I like, too. The other one really stemmed from the second one, the one that, too me, seems to reveal a deeper truth.

    Mostly, though, I liked the idea of a slightly different variation on haiku.

  2. Hello, i wasnt sure where to put this, but oh well. I just wanted to say thank you on your insights on Theodore Roethke, it has helped much. Im actually quoting you in my paper, heh, but i wasnt sure if your full name was Loren Webster, or yeah.. Well if you could email me back, that would be greatly appreciated!

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