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The Numbers Game #74, May 26, 2025. Today’s number is 195. Come play along!

Welcome to “The Numbers Game #74”  Today’s number is 195. To play along, go to your photos file folder and type that number into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find that include that number and post a link to your blog in my Numbers Game blog of the day. If instead of numbers, you have changed the identifiers of all your photos into words, pick a word or words to use instead, and show us a variety of photos that contain that word in the title. This prompt will repeat each Monday with a new number. If you want to play along, please put a link to your blog in comments below. Here are my contributions to the album.

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Lots of old photos this time. I must have been busy copying them to my computer on this day!

A Nap in the Park, for Cellpic Sunday, May 25, 2025

 

Another nap in the plaza––different day, different plaza. This time, I got caught. When I snapped the first photo, he must have heard the shuttler click so unbeknownst to me, until I viewed my second shot, he had to have a peek at who was taking his photo.

For Cellpic Sunday, May 25, 2025

Intimacies for dVerse Poets

Intimacies

Remember that delicious
walking, arms linked,
down the middle
of the gravel road
in your pajamas
at five in the morning
when you were twelve?
That first slumber party
in your safe small town
when you all stayed up all night
for the first time in your lives?
That eerie first sight
of the sun coming up
when your head had never hit a pillow
since it went down?

And then you knew for the first time
the delicious pleasures
of being a night owl—
of finding time
that everyone else was wasting
through dreams.

And you have been
an aficionado of night
ever since.
All of your term papers
and exams studied for
at the last minute,
all night long.
Books written, poems written
mostly in the dark
while towns and cities around you slept.
That power of having all of your time for yourself
with not a chance of phones ringing.
Some magic happening
once you had the world to yourself
so ever afterwards
you have survived
on as little sleep as possible.

During your party years,
dancing and drinking till three,
then going for breakfast with the single crowd
and driving straight to school at six.
You were invulnerable.

Even married,
sneaking out of bed once he’d fallen asleep
and working in your basement studio all night long,
sometimes sneaking back to bed before he awakened,
at other times caught.
“It’s nine in the morning! Have you been up all night again?”
Feeling that little terror, like a vampire caught by light.

Then at 54, with no more husband,
no more job necessary,
with a new country and a new studio
above ground,
guilty pleasures no longer needed to be hidden—
watching light after light go out
as you sat piecing art together
in your studio—until suddenly,
impossibly,
light after light went on again
so you were going to bed
as your neighbor was arising
to start his day.

Then, improbably, at 62, internet romance
entered your midnight-and-after world.
Every night serenaded to sleep
from 1500 miles away
by an equally night-addicted lover bard
at two or three or four a.m.—
or whenever pillow talk led to it.

Skype became your love letters
and your trysting spot
now and then all day long;
but still, night better swaddled
that intimate invisible union
through the dark air
that has always been magic for you,
but which now joins instead of
sending you into the single space
where you unite with that within you
which you keep separate from the world.

At night, united or alone,
you know exactly what it is you want
and live it,
with no world
to lead you elsewhere.

 

For dVerse Poets we are to write about a moment of intimacy. I wrote about a number of them…and then, the ultimate. Unfortunately, I looked through photos for an hour and couldn’t find the right illustration. If you have an idea for one you’d like to donate, I’d like to consider it!

Prosopagnosia (Facial Blindness) and Other Bonding Adventures

In reply to a post where I admitted to a medium case of both directional dyslexia and facial blindness,the latter of which often causes me to confuse two people and think of them as one,  I received this message from Ana Daksina, who ironically discovered that she, too, had thought that another WP poet and I were the same person! I love the irony–especially when Forgottenman revealed the fact (the first time, to me) that he, too, had facial blindness. He even put a name to it, which I will repeat if I can find his comment.  Here is Ana’s:
Ana Daksina

11h agoThe Poet’s Public Record

You have face blindness? Only about two percent of us do! Usually, we’re very exceptional people.Since you ran a post about encounters with the famous soon after my post, I was pretty sure that, out of the two of you, I’d run you as a tribute ~ now I have to go check. Hey, there’s an institute which studies this disorder, did you know that? They would probably benefit by you filling out one of their questionnaires.

Okay, I did go back and check, and the tribute post was indeed about you. Apparently as soon as I figured it out I did go back and correct it, too, because the introduction no longer says you spent your salad days hobnobbing with the greats (sic!).

Usually I send a link to anyone I feature ~ yet another strange thing about this series of events ~ here you go: (Note from Judy: She must have sent the link to that other “me,” as the first time I saw it was when Forgottenman forwarded it to me. I forgive thee, Ana, as I know this problem so well….)

Here is a reblog of her reblog of my blog!  Phew.

https://thepoetspublicrecord.wordpress.com/2025/04/05/technically-flawless-funny-as-hell-wps-poetic-expats-tipsy-rhyming-rants-%f0%9f%a4%a3/

The final note from Ana was: Haha, what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger, and we have the beginnings of a friendship now! Take care 👩‍❤️‍👩

I’m also somewhat faceblind (Prosopagnosiac?) I have a story about my self discovery. Maybe I’ll tell it. Or not. Pretty sure this is the website you’re referring to:

The Numbers Game #73, May 19, 2025. Today’s number is 194. Come play along.

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Welcome to “The Numbers Game #73”  Today’s number is 194. To play along, go to your photos file and type that number into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find that include that number and  post a link to your blog in my Numbers Game blog of the day. If instead of numbers, you have changed the identifiers of all your photos into words, pick a word or words to use instead, and show us a variety of photos that contain that word in the title.This prompt will repeat each Monday with a new number. If you want to play along, please put a link to your blog in comments below. Here are my contributions to the album.

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Isidro’s Art Show, May 17, 2025 for Cellpic Sunday

Photos from Isidro Xilonzóchitl’s Birthday show at the La Ribera Center for Culture and the Arts that opened today, May 17, 2025

This morning I received word that the fourth book Isidro and I have collaborated on was a finalist for the Next Generation Indie Book Awards. (I write the story and he illustrates.) This afternoon, I went to his birthday exhibition at the La Ribera Center for Culture and the Arts.

For Cellpic Sunday

Here is a link to a week’s vacation Isidro, Kristina Trejo and I took at the beach earllier this year.  Isidro’s self portrait with Kristina shown above  that was on view in today’s show was done during that trip! Today, Kristina kept busy playing the piano for Isidro’s show.

Between the Lines for One Word Sunday

 

For Debbie’s Ond Word Sunday’s Lines Prompt

Last Straw for SOCS, May 17, 2025

 


Last Straw

I’d make conversation but my upper plate
seems to be grinding my lower of late.
I fear there’s a fissure that’s preventing their matching
and somehow my back teeth just seem to be catching
and locking which creates a problem in chewing,
so eating’s another thing I won’t be doing.

I’m bungling everything done by my jaws.
At talking and eating I’m taking a pause.
For now I’ll just listen and watch you eat pie.
If you give me a straw, I’ll simply get by
by sipping my tea and nodding my head
in avid agreement with everything said.

I could have stayed home and stared at the wall,
but I couldn’t face not seeing y’all,
so I will just sit here and soak in the news,
forsaking my own chance to thrill and amuse.
Until I’ve seen my dentist, you’ll just have to wait
for the juicy story I was going to relate!

The SOCS prompt this week is “straw.”

Does the U.S. Need to Establish a Magna Carta????

From Heather Cox Richardson via Letters from an American

Today the story broke that a long-neglected document held by Harvard University Law School, believed to be a cheap copy of the Magna Carta, is in fact the real document. More than 700 years ago, the Magna Carta, or Great Charter, established the concept that kings must answer to the law. (If you wonder what relevance this has to the America of today, please be sure to read the last two paragraphs, printed in bold at the end of this post)

King John of England and a group of rebel barons agreed to the terms of the document on June 15, 1215, at Runnymede, a meadow a little less than an hour from London near the River Thames. After the king had raised taxes, barons rebelled, insisting that he was violating established custom. There were rumors of a plot to murder the king, and the barons armed themselves.

Those two armed camps met at Runnymede, where negotiators for the king and the barons hammered out a document with 63 clauses, mostly relating to feudal customs and the way the justice system would operate. But the document also began to articulate the principles central to modern democracies. The Magna Carta established the writ of habeas corpus—a prohibition on unlawful imprisonment—and the concept of the right to trial by jury.

Famously, it put into writing that: “No free man shall be seized, imprisoned, dispossessed, outlawed, exiled or ruined in any way, nor in any way proceeded against, except by the lawful judgement of his peers and the law of the land.” It also provided that “To no one will we sell, to no one will we deny or delay right or justice.”

The Magna Carta placed limits on the king’s ability to tax his subjects and established the law as an authority apart from the king. Anticipating the idea of checks and balances, it set up a council of barons to make sure the king obeyed the charter. If he did not, they could seize his lands and castles until he made amends. 


For Fibbing Friday, May 16, 2025

For Fibbing Friday, the task at hand is:

1. What is pilau rice?  One grain of your rice
2. What are eggs benedict? Why ask him? I can tell you that they are items laid by chickens to produce more chickens or omelettes.
3. What is a souffle? A slight altercation
4. What is baked Alaska?  Summer in Juneau
5. What is crème brulee? Coffee served with dairy and a flower necklace.
6. What is a victoria sponge? An English birth control device
7. What is a raspberry roulade? Something that helps one set up regulations for Driscoll’s.
8. What is cannoli ? A small canister
9. What is kamaboko?  A security/surveillance system in a library
10. What are sweetbreads? Humans genetically engineered to have kind dispositions.