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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.

 

“Tell Me A Story” (New Prompt. Please Participate!!)

I drove up the hill to my house following this pickup. I was so tempted to follow it to its destination to ask what its story was. Now I’m sorry I didn’t. Can you furnish a story for me? HERE is the pingback to include with your post to make sure we all see it.. 

Every Wednesday, I will publish a photo. Please publish a poem or short story inspired by the photo and link to this blog in the comments. 

I loved this song that came out the year I turned 6 years old.  Seems to still be having an effect.

Matin

Matin

What kind of a world
does a bird feel itself a part of
that prods it to such a joyous song
in celebration of her beauties?

Sun barely risen,
air crisp and cool,
not a breath of air stirs the
vibrant golden hibiscus
to cause the fall
of one palm-sized petal
onto the dew-damp grass below.

No clouds obscure
one puff of steam
rising from the distant volcano
that peeks over the
hills above the lake––
not one ripple on its calm surface.

I lie on my bed,
apart from this still morning,
making lists––

only a glimpse
of that bird’s world
on view through my window’s parted curtain,
as I listen to this constant oration
of its joy over being born
into this world.

I somehow in the editing erased the prompt for this poem and I can’t for the life of me remember what it was. If it strikes a chord with you and you think you know of a prompt it might have been written for, please put a link in comments. I am definitely losing it, folks!!!

Divine Providence, for dVerse Poets

 

Image by  Alireza Dolati

Divine Providence

The wings of destiny are stilled, waiting for our play.
Astonished at our slowness, confused at the delay.
Disappointment in mankind by now’s a usual thing.
What new human horror will the future bring?

We’ve poisoned oceans, sullied air and burdened earth with junk.
Enough to put Ma Nature in a perpetual funk.
She balks and sends out warriors to try to curb our lusts,
but still mankind continues to turn shouldn’ts into musts.

She now sees she was misguided in creating human fools,
with all of their excesses flaunting all her rules.
Soon she’ll find another way to try to clear her slate of them
as destiny stands waiting to see what is the fate of them.

For dVerse Poets, we were to choose a Spanish term to use for the subject of a poem. In Spanish,  Divina Providencia means destiny with choices and spiritual interventions. My poem is about how mankind has unfortunately chosen to respond  to that divine providence.