Methinks She Doth Protests Too Little

Squeak, O Round One! Squeak!
What repair doth thou need?
Unbroken be thy circle
Well seeming thy axel, too
Utterly dry though it be

Squeak, I say! Squeak now!
Unto thee shall be delivered
The grease thee doth so lack
For silence doth beget neglect
The mute bide forever parched

Squeak loudly! Yes! Squeak!
Surely thou canst this do
And thine greasy reward granted
A most good and quiet wheel
Mayest thou be once again

©️2022 Debra Landau

Wait! What? But … Didn’t I …?

I posted this on December 7, 2022, according to WordPress, now JetPack. Except, only as a draft it seems. Then again two months later, with the Hello section added below. But that was just a draft, too?! Ahh!

My Blue Room by DÅL|é

Hello, DÅL|é !

Some time in the early months of year two of the pandemic (you know the one), I gave myself the gift of a lifetime membership to a photo editing and drawing app. I then decided to sign my artwork with a representation of my grandmother’s nickname for me when I was a kid, “Dolly.” (She was the only one who could get away with calling me that, so don’t even think about it!) My initials are DAL — A for Anna, after my German (other) grandmother, pronounced with schwas coming and going. I drew my new art signature first and discovered it has a tail. In written/typed form, the tail became an e. I added diacritics and a line for visual effect. And because one of my favorite artists, Salvador Dalí, would have approved. Thus, DÅL|é.

Maybe 18 months later, my photo artsy app rolled out a new feature, free for us lifers: DALL-E*, the user-friendly, AI-driven digital image generator. Having given it a test drive, I do not call it an art creator. Many of the images are indeed entertaining, some hilarious, some surreal … depending on the prompts of the user. Most images are astounding in their intricacies and precision! All are well done. Indeed, they are perfect. There are no happy accidents. No mysteries. No hidden agendas. No inconsistencies. No je ne sais quoi. So, no relation whatsoever to Dalí! Nor to DÅL|é!

That, my lovelies, the side by side development of DÅL|é and DALL-E, is a real-life coincidence, an example of convergent evolution of names for tangentially related things. Only significant connection is from my perspective.

OpenAI, please, don’t sue me!

*Just like WALL-E, but without all that soul! (Or Disneyfied fatphobia.) Or how most folks mispronounce Dalí (yeah, I said it); again, without all that soul! And mustache wax!

If You Make That Face

Hit again and ‘gain
Two-fisted hammered
My face just won’t crack

Made that face long ‘go
And, indeed, it did
It stayed that way

Now my well-made face
At once young and old
Has no home with me

Bring down the hammer
Chips off the old block
Is all I can do

Proof in the pudding
I lack the strength
To destroy myself

Copyright 21 August 2020
Revised 19 April 2021
Closeup of black puppy face with protective cone around head, looking forlorn yet adorable
THAT face is absolutely priceless! (Super Puppy Draymond survived this indignity — I swear!)

HaiKoo TooLooRahLay

Haiku adjacent
Poetically inclined
No rhyme nor reason

Vertigo without nausea?
I’ll take some of that.
Overnight shipping, please. Thanks.

I don’t often eat fried chicken
But when I do
I eat it with my hands

You won’t let me use yours

A disease, it is
Migraine, not just a headache Chronic … a lifestyle

Not a choice lifestyle
Events neurological
Fill my calendar

Bright lights and colors
Music only I can hear
Soon this too shall pass

This shall pass
And yet it remains
Part of me

The Full Wolf Moon over Albuquerque, New Mexico on 28 January 2021. Photography by Jeff Hartzer.