POEM OF THE WEEK

Who will read it?
Who will live forever
In this world?
A letter left behind
In her undying memory.

---Murasaki Shikibu shu

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POEM OF THE WEEK

Frail the white rose and frail are
Her hands that gave
Whose soul is sere and paler
Than time's wan wave.

Rosefrail and fair-- yet frailest
A wonder wild
In gentle eyes thou veilest,
My blueveined child.

James Joyce

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POEM OF THE WEEK

THIS LIVING HAND

This living hand, now warm and capable

Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold

And in the icy silence of the tomb,

So haunt thy days and chill thy dreaming nights

That thou wouldst wish thine own heart dry of blood

So in my veins red life might stream again,

And thou be conscience-calmed—see here it is—

I hold it towards you.

John Keats

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POEM OF THE WEEK

They change,
though you don't see it
in the color of their faces---
these blossoms that are the hearts
of the people of this world.

Ono_no_Komachi

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CAN YOU HEAR THIS?

After many frustrating tries, I am pulling down the audio portion of my blog. It was difficult to balance between Firefox and IE specs.

I'm not giving up. I need a break, and a brush-up on my skills, before I will tackle this again.

Until then...

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TOOL REVIEW UPDATE

In my Performancing (now called ScribeFire) review, I was enthusiastic about the Firefox extension but now have come to see it as a nuisance. It puts tags in my Technorati code that disables links to Technorati. I have found now that any Firefox extension web editor that I use with Blogger completely messes up Blogger's editing capabilities.

CoolIris is okay but it does not work with some image search engines such as Imagery and the window popping up can be a nuisance while one is trying to work. However, it is useful when I am searching for images on Google because I can see the images more clearly in the CoolIris window.

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POEM OF THE WEEK

PANGUR BAN

I and Pangur Ban my cat

'Tis like a task we are at
Hunting mice is his delight
Hunting words I sit all night

Better far than praise of men
'Tis to sit with book and pen;
Pangur bears me no ill will
He too plies his simple skill.

When a mouse darts from its den
O how glad is Pangur then!
O what gladness do I prove
When I solve the doubts I love!

Practice every day has made
Pangur perfect in his trade
I get wisdom day and night
Turning darkness into light.

---9th Century Monastic Poem

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