Notices by dogtrax (dogtrax@mastodon.social), page 17

@Algot @lauraritchie

Love that "expand/the width of ticking time"

nice ..

@tellio Small view. Big eyes.

@safertohatethem @luka aww. Thx

@eloisa @RussSharek I did see him in performance as a kid, and didn't know what to make of it at all. But the image of him on stage, creating invisible worlds, lingers. This book is an essay, written creatively, to capture his art. I recommend it. And it's short, if that helps.

@RussSharek It is a beautiful book. I did think of you as I was reading (the power of Mastodonian connections!) and your art. To be honest, though, I saw the book and brought it home on a whim because of the experimental essay form more than the topic. But now deep into learning of this art of the mime. Worth getting ...

“No matter how hard we try, things that exist will never outnumber things that do not exist.”

-- from A Twenty Minute Silence Followed By Applause (An Essay), by Shawn Wen, page 7

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(I #amreading this book about Marcel Marceau ... fascinating use of creative essay construction to capture in words an art that does not use words.)

@tellio As payback (they also put Trump's mug as the screensaver on my wife's phone, which is far worse than the stair/cup maneuver, you know) we stuck some broccoli in candy foil for them .... if we forget about it, and if they don't discover it right away, it might be the inadvertent long-game fool's surprise.

@tellio "quiet ion cascades" -- got that turning in my head now ... rhizo out!

@Algot
Put on their television shoes and head on out!

@eloisa

The ocean folding ... great line ... thx for sharing a poem

@compostablespork

Confused hearts are difficult to manage, as is the unknown length of any day. Time, is elusive.

Scratched hands,
fingers dinged up
from pulling
weeds, removing
the rough covering
from a winter's worth
of hiding.

#smallpoems

“You bring such joy into my life. Something about you makes me want to ignore all of my adult responsibilities and sit around having tea and cake, waiting for the mail to come, which every once in a while, I can do. I want to live in a tiny forest house and take walks with a best friend who is always kind to me …”

-- from Dear Fahrenheit 451 (Love and Heartbreak in the Stacks: A Librarian’s Love Letters and Breakup Notes to the Books in her Life), by Annie Spence, page 43

#smallquotes