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It Was Good: On Perfectionism, pt. 1
It Was GoodIt was good(for even just a moment)to stand before a single tree;To let it be this!To let it be thus!And to let it be Other:To let it be the subjectof an oath, or… Read more
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Be Imperfect and Die: On Letting Go and Taking Part
Be Imperfect and DieBe imperfect, and die!Envy not the ancient constellations,With their stick-figure constancyfixed in the heavens.No! Forgive this conception and transcend it.Be a real constellation:Burning, ever-moving and gloriousfor your never-waiting, yourindifference to the supplicationof… Read more
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On Emphasizing the Out-Breath: Finding Ground
On Emphasizing the Out-BreathPlay your hunger.Strum it like a silver chord.Let it dance like a cool flameround the earthen walls ofthe fine ceramic vase of your body.Relish the out-breath.Without it there is no in-breath, no… Read more
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A Prayer for Easter Sunday
A PrayerI offer to you, Lord, my confusion.I offer to you my extremes.Let me be as a sapling in the wind,bending to the vicissitudes of my mind,bending to the response of Your will.Let me see… Read more
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The Three Singers: A Personal Story
The Three SingersI was brought downTo the place where all the world’s a poem, an art-garden,and all the people sculptors.Unwillingly admitted, in fact—a three-day sojourn among the cluttered, the broken-in.The fallen leaves, coloring still; not… Read more
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Baby Bird: On Death and Living
Baby birdBaby birdOn the sidewalk;Gone so young, never feathered;Once encased, never fettered—Through your intercession:Let my death be like yours—in a whisper;To a hymn sung by mi familia;For my tomb the whole world.And let them sing… Read more
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The Frog and the Wren: On Authenticity and Becoming
The Frog and the WrenI’ll make myself a characterif it enhance our storytimes.(Authenticity is not-being; it’s only not-to-do.The being is your game;It’s ultimately up to you.)This sort of divinationis our duty and our right:to seed… Read more
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To Poetry and Magic
To Poetry and MagicMy poems create their maker(I’m taller than I think I am).When I search among fields of choicesto call forth dialogue from noise,I grant peaceful power conduitto create myself by prophecyand reckon myself… Read more
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A Meatball
A MeatballI fold my napkin gingerly, like it’s afraid of my touch.There are so many sounds in the wall it’s like a quiet river.The cold outside makes our warmth more fragile, and that’s just as… Read more
Welcome to my blog!
I’m Mark, a PhD student and researcher at the intersection of AI and cognitive science. This blog more or less consists of free form reflection on whatever I am grappling with personally or thinking about professionally or philosophically. Opinions are my own.
