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In conversation, I prefer Christopher. My mom named me after Christopher Robin, after all. In writing, I use “C L Couch” (or, more simply, “c l couch”) because the form is genderless and also frankly easier to use. I have awful writer’s cramp. I am an educator more or less retired, more or less due to disability. At present, I live in Mechanicsburg, Pennsylvania (USA). My writing here I mean to be occasional and also devotional. Either or both. The banner and profile photographs are by my friend and peer Debra Danielson. More of Debbie’s work to be enjoyed is at debradanielson.org. Thanks to each of you and both and all for coming to my blog.

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x + y + z + 1

 

The multiverse

Who knows

Maybe this

 

Scientific imagination

Each choice spins out into a paradigm

With teeth

So that we have

In reasoned chaos

The universe of possibilities

 

Everything we think of

Dream of

Find in nightmares

Has happened somewhere

And is happening

 

A tongue to invoke

There is paradox

Irony in Oppenheimer

The godhead cited

 

Now we destroy the worlds

We cannot make

Heroes, villains

Inside tethered minds

 

C L Couch

 

 

Image Credit: CC BY-SA 2.0 NottsExMiner

 

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Cats and Jammers

Cats and Jammers

(cat care)

 

Cats is as cats does

Even for solid thoughts

We cannot consume

Though we get the messages

Naturally enough

I’m here, better not step

On me

Isn’t it time for food

I think you should pet me,

While I act with disdain

Lap, please

Now

 

C L Couch

 

 

Jason Douglas

Public Domain

 

 

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Visit to a Third Planet

Visit to a Third Planet

 

Who’s hungry

Raise your hands

Now those of you who have

Extra food

There are millions of you

And we’ll take it one by one

Find an outstretched hand

Take hold

Place food in it

If need be, help with preparation

Then be pleased to sit

At the table

 

Anyone who’s cold

Millions of you with extra blankets

One by one, gently and firmly

Place them

Around

 

Anyone who’s thirsty

Is a bigger deal

Because we keep poisoning the water

But for now there still is more

Pass it out in safe containers

To those for whom

Answering thirst is life

 

Who needs shelter

Millions of us know how to

Build roofs and walls

And bridges that will get

Each one security

To home

 

Now who’s lonely

Who’s afraid

Who needs countries that provide

They’re here

They can help

 

Can all the multitudes

Nations and people

Provide assistance

Well, we can

I think we know

That we can

We shall

 

C L Couch

 

 

http://thehelpfulartteacher.blogspot.com/2014/12/tiny-planets-inspired-by-little-prince.html

http://thehelpfulartteacher.blogspot.com/

Welcome to The Helpful Art Teacher, an interdisciplinary website linking visual arts to math, social studies, science and language arts.

image (kindly) used with kind permission

 

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Get Well Soon

Get Well Soon

 

I thought the pain would go away

Once there was treatment

But I can’t tell any difference

Is there a waiting time involved

Or did nothing take

Am I so used to having this disease

That it’s come to stay

 

Or is this something I don’t know regarding

How this is done (that

Would not be hard to believe)

 

We get better as we do

And outside cures will only go so far

The rest of us needs kindness of a different

Sort

 

I lose my way

I have to find it back up to the

Surface of my life

For, like Rich, I have been diving

In the ruins

 

Rise away from the crusty, false part that

Gravity

Will take away in time

 

Rather

I mean the part that touches upon Earth

And twirls inside the sky

That breathes in and then enjoys some healthy

Exhalation

 

C L Couch

 

(Adrienne Rich, “Diving into the Wreck”)

 

 

Trinity United Methodist Church, Ballard’s Saturday Soup: Every month a team from QAUMC heads up to Ballard to make a meal in support of Trinity UMC’s Saturday Soup; sometimes serving just a couple of dozen people, sometimes feeding well over 100.

http://qaumc.org/compassion-justice/

http://qaumc.org/spiritual-formation/

 

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Planet Nine from Outer Space

Planet Nine from Outer Space

(the sequel)

 

It’s out there

Will we see it

Will we be looking back

Before it hits us from behind

I have a name for it

Minerva

Because more wisdom should not hurt

Unless a planet can wage judgment

On another

 

It’s relative, I guess

If not ironic

When

We look for something new

In outer space

While on the inside

Do we hear the cry for

Something more

On Earth

 

A cousin to our planet

A source of helps and agencies

If willing

Maybe not,

To make us glad we’re not the only ones

Who can say

We’re here

 

C L Couch

 

 

By Tomruen, nagualdesign; background taken from File:ESO – Milky Way.jpg – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=47105354

 

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Spheres

Spheres

 

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I like music of all kinds

Which is not to say I like all songs

Especially the ones that yell at me

I can do without

 

It’s better to be in the room, I guess

Certainly for jazz

But either way I hear

Barber’s Adagio for Strings

I want to weep

 

2

Listening to gospel music on the radio

I can get two stations

One I think is broadcast from the fifties

One is from my time but

Comes in fuzzy

I think I’ll go with fuzzy to

 

Listen (fuzzily) to

Contemporary Christian

Except when it yells at me

Then I’m not sure it’s

Anybody’s Christian

 

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Party on

Garth

 

Brooks

Worlds

 

C L Couch

 

 

a close-up of a Time-coded vinyl record by Jason Ruck

https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=10513194

 

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in a hurry now

in a hurry now

does this happen unemployed

sunny day it does

 

C L Couch

 

 

https://usjapancouncilstories.wordpress.com/tag/haiku/

Poetry’s Consoling Touch

 

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Override

Override

 

I feel old and useless

Too much pain inside and

From the world

Like the Quixote, then,

I might read too many romances

Find a pink horse

And ride off into windmills

Any Panzas wishing to apply

Will have ‘til my departure

For an interview

 

C L Couch

 

 

photograph by Cathy Birdsong Dutchak

(gratefully) used with kind permission

https://wanderessence.com/, where she is blogging now

https://catbirdineurope.wordpress.com/2013/07/06/a-morning-with-the-windmills-in-consuegra/, attribution (link) for the windmill image

in search of a thousand cafés (her blog title that grabbed me)

 

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Destiny of Manifests

Destiny of Manifests

 

How we can disperse all hope

Or think we should

Why we think we are the best when,

Point by point, we’re not

Several are more literate, many

More able with math

Many with armed forces

That train and guard more than

They have to fight

 

May peace prevail, the pole proclaims

In many languages

What language do we use

When talking with our neighbors

May implies condition and will

What do we condition

What do we will

 

It is a wonderful statue

So many monuments are

And nearly all espouse a cause

With some nobility

I can drive down to Devil’s Den, now

A reminder of

The awful cost of slaying a

Brother in the split of war

 

And what war does not take a sibling

What part of Earth is not destroyed

What town, what hold for families

Is gone from the roster

Of the world

We all are charged to keep

 

Independence Day is on the way

Many nations have one

They speak to freedom

Of the mind, the will

The charge to make the planet whole

Especially

When we ruin something of it

 

C L Couch

 

 

image

assembling the Statue of Liberty in Paris

 

 

 

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