Can you hear the locomotive
Over wooden trestles running?
Now and then its whistle plaintive
Names the letter Q. Now coming
Ever closer, see the native
Coal-steam rising and billowing,
Towering and authoritative.
The title for this post comes from “Dog Days are Over” by Florence and the Machine:
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run
We interrupt Photography 101 to bring you a feature new to Running In My Head:
Teaser Tuesday
What is Teaser Tuesday? I’m glad you asked!
Teaser Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by Should Be ReadingA Daily Rhythm. Anyone can play along! All you have to do is grab the book you’re currently reading, open to a random page and share two sentences from that page. But make sure you don’t share any spoilers!*
*I wish I could take credit for this introduction, but I shamelessly stole it from Heather over at bitsnbooks. To help me make amends, you should go check out her blog.
Anyway, of the books I’m currently reading, Republic of Pirates by Colin Woodard is closest at hand, so here are two random sentences:
By some accounts, she lost her mind during her
incarceration, and (with the possible assistance of
the Devil) escaped to live a hermit's life on the
stark tablelands above the Atlantic beach.
There she roamed, scaring children, searching for
Bellamy, and bringing nasty storms down on
passing mariners, hobbies that earned her the
epithet Sea Witch of Billingsgate . . .
If you want to know more, follow my Goodreads account and get notified when I give it a rating or review!
First, photoblogger consistentrelent gave RIMH its 1,000th like!
Then I decided to take the plunge and join my first MOOC: Irish Lives in War and Revolution. After listening to NPR review MOOCs and doing a little independent research, I hit upon this course thanks to OpenCulture. Seriously, if you’re not following them on Twitter, you should be. I find something worth reading, saving, and sharing several times a week.
Speaking of Twitter, another good Twitter account is Bibliophilia. I find myself saving their shared images daily. Images like this one:
Oh, and speaking of images, I’ve been taking WordPress’ Photography 101 course and found it extremely inspirational. I’ve discovered that I can, indeed, take and edit good pictures with my iPhone 4s (I highly recommend the Afterlight app). I’ve also discovered some apps to manually adjust the ISO and shutter speed and some tips on taking iPhone photos with a telescope; given the time change – is that today? It is! – I’m going to attempt some “morning moon” pictures this coming Thursday or Friday. Stay tuned! In the meantime, here’s a gallery to get you caught up:
Day 1: Home
Day 3: Water
Day 4: Bliss
Was I talking about apps earlier? I think I was. Another good app I discovered this week is InstaQuote (thanks, Gus Sanchez!). I had some iTunes money left from Christmas, so I went ahead to bought the full package. The app lets me do things like this:
Bonus Points if you know where it comes from 🙂
Look for a weekly feature to being next week highlighting a quote or random text from a book I’m currently reading or a song lyric that’s been stuck in my head. Want to know what I’m reading? Check out the bottom widgets! Want to know what I’m listening to? Sometimes I share it on Twitter!
And then there’s that moment when an author you follow on Twitter retweets you.
Twice!
With so much going on this week, I’m certain I forgot something.
A natural introvert, I find solitude both refreshing and inspirational. It’s one of the reasons I come to work early: to enjoy some time in my classroom before my students arrive. I took this photograph when I arrived this morning:
The cold winds of winter blow across the empty field
where we once practiced: where we refused to yield
to oncoming storms, driven inside only when
the dying light overcame our fortitude.
The grass has grown longer & the lines worn away;
the court now sits empty awaiting the day
when the sun will shine & the team will return,
but for now, the ball sits alone:
in solitude.
I’ve really enjoyed the last two weeks in Writing 201: Poetry. I learned quite a few new techniques, but above all I gained the confidence to write more poetry. I also learned that I write better when given a topic and some restraints – maybe it’s time to start paying attention to the daily prompts? – and others liked it too; that is, as long as the statistics don’t lie. To those of you who boosted to stats, never fear – I hope to visit your blogs and repay the favor (it just might take me a few days . . . better make that weeks).
If you’ve missed my previous poems, I encourage you to go back and read them – some are better than others (obviously) but I’ve gotten such positive feedback that I’m sure you’ll find something to tickle your fancy.
At this point all I’m doing is attempting to delay the inevitable: the final post of my first poetry class.
So, here you go:
Sonnet to the Future
The future stretches out before us like
the open road or wide, rolling sea –
beckoning with siren’s call to come
and hazard all in one great game of chance.
It rolls over us, breaking the dike
we have built to hold it back. L’esprit
de l’escalier is not for us, succumbing
not to sticks or stones or lances.
We beat on as boats against the current
born back ceaselessly into the past*
and forced to confront our innermost fears.
Things that were and things that were not
challenge our resolve in standing fast.
Here’s to the future: the future is here.
* In case you didn’t know, this is nearly the final line from F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gastby (I changed a word or two). Arguably one of the greatest lines in one of the greatest works in American literature, it also happens to be one of my favorite quotes from literature.