Ivory Tower

The poet in his ivory tower
Has not the power
To change
This deranged
Place
Where the lunatic’s face
Flushed with belief
Brings the world to grief.

Those who think themselves sane
Cudgel their brain
And impose dreams
(which they call schemes)
For the improvement of man.

When dreams fail
The believers wail
“We will get it right next time”.
Or, for shame
They blame
The poor
Gardener who asks nothing more
Than to be left alone to cultivate his garden.

The poet begs pardon
To be excused,
With an amused smile,
For there can be no denial
That time spent in rhyme
Keeps him safe from humanity’s grime.

The Case of the Missing Book

“Holmes!” I cried,
I have tried
To deduce who took
My book.
I gave it to a girl, that she might read
And by so doing her mind feed.

She works in a store,
And would, I thought handle it with care,
But, on my return I discovered it was no longer there.
I fear it will be seen no more
And is forever lost somewhere in that store”.

My dear Watson, someone took
Your book,
While it was left lying around
By a shop girl, in a well known store.
I agree you will see it no more.
It is a problem too profound
For the great detective to solve.
Therefore resolve
To neither a borrower nor a lender be,
Else you will see
Another book
Get took
By the light fingered kind.
But quieten your mind
For it was in all likelihood
Taken by one who thought your poetry good!”

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Guest author: Victoria Zigler – Infographics

A great guest post by my author friend Victoria (Tori) Zigler. I, (like Tori) am blind and use screen reading software which converts text into speech and braille enabling me to access my computer. As Tori points out, picture heavy posts (lacking any descriptive text) are wholly useless to blind computer users. There are (as Tori points out) ways to utilise pictures while still making posts meaningful to visually impaired readersfor example by adding descriptive texts to images. Kevin

Sue Vincent's avatarSue Vincent's Daily Echo

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Pictures and infographics.  Wonderful things, aren’t they?

Everyone seems to think so.  But I don’t.  Personally, I hate infographics, and find picture heavy posts annoying.

We live in a world where it’s assumed you have all five of your senses, and nothing makes that clearer than the current trend of replacing text filled posts with infographics.  For those who actually do have all five senses, this is a great thing, and apparently serves to save time, allowing them to fit in more blog reading time each day.  This is a good thing, right? Well, yes, it is.  After all, we all want as many people as possible to visit our blogs, so the more blogs each person can visit, the more chance we have of one of those blogs being our own.

But what about those of us who are missing one of those senses? What about the visually impaired…

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The Ghosts in Our Walls: History and Tales from the Haunted South

This sounds like a fascinating read.

Kristen Twardowski's avatarKristen Twardowski

There are ghosts in the walls of old houses. They roam abandoned plantations. They float down the side streets of southern cities on sticky, sultry summer nights.

Tales from the Haunted South.jpgThat is what the dark tourism industry would have us believe at any rate. Dark tourism is travel that is steeped in suffering of one sort or another. In the American South, this industry overlaps with the ghost tourism industry in which people investigate potential hauntings. Historian Tiya Miles explores these ideas along with the historical memory of slavery in Tales from the Haunted South: Dark Tourism and Memories of Slavery from the Civil War Era.

In the book, Miles focuses on ghost tours to help understand how people reinterpret the Civil War era. The narrative follows her as she travels to places like Charleston, New Orleans, and Savannah as well as more rural plantations. Histories can often be dry texts, but Tales…

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There Was A Young Transhumanist Called Mia

There was a young Transhumanist called Mia
Who said, “eternal life draws very near”.
As she grew older
The devil on her shoulder
Whispered “maybe, but it is not yet here”.

—

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transhumanism