“Poet on a Mountaintop” by Shen Zhou [w/ Audio]

Art and Poem by Shen Zhou, a Ming Dynasty Artist
White clouds engird the mountain.
Stone steps climb to nothingness.
Alone, the poet leans on his staff,
 gazing into the expanse,
 and accompanies the stream:
  bamboo flute joining murmurs
  of unseen flowing water.

PROMPT: Missed Attractions

Bloganuary writing prompt
Name an attraction or town close to home that you still haven’t got around to visiting.

From Bangalore: Yercaud, Tirupati, and Kanchipuram are all within a five-hour drive, but we haven’t visited.

I’ve got to say that the Pandemic was good for seeing a lot of destinations that were too long for a daytrip, but near enough to do with a couple / few days. We saw many sights in Karnataka, and a few in Andhra Pradesh and Tamil Nadu. Because of uncertainty around flying and getting caught in shifting quarantine requirements, we did a lot more ground transportation trips closer to Bangalore that we were pretty certain we could get home from if there was an uptick in numbers.

Pollinator [Haiku]

the bee wallows 
in pollen like a drunk
sprawls on a bar’s floor.

DAILY PHOTO: Yeh-Liu Fishing Harbor

A Close & Colorless Sea [Free Verse]

The ocean vast
 closes in.

Clouds drop.

If the horizon still exists,
 it's behind an approaching
  wall of gray.

Whatever is closing down
 the world has also
  drained it of color.

The shadows are black.
 The sea foam is white.

Everything else is
 some dim, earthy tone.

The sea may have retained
 a hint of green or blue,
  but it's hard to tell --
  so darkened &
  gray-infused
  are the waters.

I fear the world may shrink
 to a dot, like an old timey TV
  snapped off, a dot that's
  bright white but cold.  

“A Red, Red Rose” by Robert Burns [w/ Audio]

O my Luve is like a red, red rose
 That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve is like the melody
 That's sweetly played in tune.

So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
 So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
 Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
 And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
 While the sand o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve!
 And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
 Though it were ten thousand mile.

PROMPT: Fun

Bloganuary writing prompt
List five things you do for fun.

1.) Read; 2.) Move; 3.) Juggle; 4.) Hike; 5.) Breathe

Winter Clouds [Haiku]

winter clouds:
will they / won't they rain? or snow?
 or just menace?

DAILY PHOTO: Bangka Longshan Temple, Taipei

BOOKS: “Great Minds on Small Things” by Matthew Qvortrup

Great Minds on Small Things: The Philosophers' Guide to Everyday LifeGreat Minds on Small Things: The Philosophers’ Guide to Everyday Life by Matthew Qvortrup
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

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This book was inspired by Voltaire’s Philosophical Dictionary, a collection of essays by the French polymath put out in several editions and which covered topics such as: “Adultery,” “Free Will,” “Kissing,” and “Nakedness.” In some ways, the inevitable comparison that results from such a “reboot” as this proves the connection between the books to be apt. But in at least one sense, the comparison is unfortunate.

On a superficial level, comparison is apt. Not only does this book expound upon a range of alphabetized topics, often of an “everyday” nature, but it uses many of Voltaire’s topics. It should be noted that Qvortrup’s book also includes many topics that Voltaire didn’t address, notably topics such as “cars” that didn’t exist in Voltaire’s day. One difference that benefits the book greatly is that (as the title suggests,) Qvortrup’s book draws on ideas of a wide range of thinkers, mostly philosophers but also artists of a philosophical bent. [Whereas, Voltaire’s book is a single-point of view, his own.] The “great minds” in this book range from the ancient world to that of the present. While it is (by the author’s admission) Western-centric, it does reference Eastern thinkers (e.g. Taoists and Buddhists) more than many books I’ve read that weren’t as self-aware of their own Eurocentrism.

Where the comparison to Voltaire’s dictionary is not so apt is that Qvortrup’s book rarely mixes wit and stimulation in the way for which Voltaire had a genius. This doesn’t mean Qvortrup’s book isn’t witty or thought-provoking, but just that it’s rarely both, simultaneously. In dealing with a topic like flatulence it can be witty but trivial, in expounding on the ideas of Kant it is intriguing but not usually amusing. That said, the book is laden with interesting ideas and insights into seminal thinkers that most people will find unexpected, if quirky. It is also the case that the overall tone of this book is lighter and more aimed at amusement than is Voltaire.

I found this book to be compelling, readable, and well worth the time, and would recommend it for readers of pop philosophy.

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