I carry no phone An aspiring Luddite In a wired world. Mastodon Verification Link |
Jeff Berry is an early adopter of the Internet and the Web, a late adopter of Twitter, and declines to adopt Facebook. With the death of Google+, he migrated to the Fediverse. He admins a medievalist Mastodon instance. He hates cell-phones. |
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A jagged tree-stump guards an empty playground strewn with wind-borne debris (the day after Sandy) |
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Scaffold on a tower a dowager's mantilla above glassy eyes |
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A green shadow flits at the corner of my eye Cold copper huntress |
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Spring arrives on spokes Flowers sprouting from steel pipe as seasons spin on |
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The moon after dawn shyly hiding half her face from the morning crowds |
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Gazing at the sky wondering what it is like to live in the clouds |
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Snow-dusted treetops painted white yet evergreen missing absent birds |
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That is not roasted, which eternal fries ... Ia, ia, Beethulhu fhtagn! | |
Stone apostle stares crown of thorns around his brow made of a bird's nest |
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Green in the window an herbal scent in the air these make me happy |
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The moon lingers long a flawless white cloud floating in dim morning light |