Hushabye world, gray dusk descends
As daylight ends
Time waits for none
Time waits for none
Ebon night looms a sigh away
As sinners pray
Their souls to keep
Their souls to keep
All mortal flesh is born to die
Don’t ask me why
I do not know
I do not know
~kat
A Minute Poem …I added a Refrain element)
Having a bit of fun with my rescue pup Winston. He rarely allows his tummy to be exposed so when he does it it an impressive event. Can you name the movie he stole this scene from. This guy is such a sweet love bug. Hope you’re having a great weekend!
Missed yesterday…I need a less crazy day job so I have evenings to write. By the time I get home it’s time for bed and then to start again. At any rate, the word of the day for Friday from dictionary.com was imprimatur.
Dictionary.com defines imprimatur as an official license to print or publish a book, pamphlet, etc., especially a license issued by a censor of the Roman Catholic Church; or simply a sanction or approval; support. The word originated in 1640, Modern Latin, literally “let it be printed,” the formula of a book licenser, third person singular present subjunctive passive of Latin imprimere “to print” (see impress). Originally of state license to print books, later only of Roman Catholic Church.
A peruse of Wikipedia revealed that the word actually dates back to the dawn of printing. In England the Licensing of the Press Act of 1662 required an official license for printing books. The 1662 act required books, according to their subject, to receive the authorization, known as the imprimatur, of the Lord Chancellor, the Earl Marshall, a principal Secretary of State, the Archbishop of Canterbury, or the Bishop of London. Essentially, t was government ordered and sanctioned censorship. Those who broke this law could be sued for libel. The law finally expired in 1695.
Shortly after its expiration the first significant event in the evolution and history of the copyright, the Statute of Anne in 1710 (Anne being Queen Anne), removed the right to print and publish a written work from publishers, printers and the state, returning it to the authors as a way to encourage learning and the sharing of ideas.
Here is an excerpt from the statute: Whereas Printers, Booksellers, and other Persons, have of late frequently taken the Liberty of Printing, Reprinting, and Publishing, or causing to be Printed, Reprinted, and Published Books, and other Writings, without the Consent of the Authors or Proprietors of such Books and Writings, to their very great Detriment, and too often to the Ruin of them and their Families: For Preventing therefore such Practices for the future, and for the Encouragement of Learned Men to Compose and Write useful Books; May it please Your Majesty, that it may be Enacted ..
Thank you Queen Anne! Despite its flaws the statute was a significant game-changer. Eventually copyright law has evolved to include protections for sheet music, audio – voice and music, media broadcasts, film and television, internet content and intellectual property.
But back to our word of the day. I for one am glad that I don’t need to obtain an imprimatur for the words I write here on this blog or for any words I might decide to publish in print. Freedom of expression enriches us all.
freedom to express
needing no imprimatur
enriches the mind
~kat
As the crowds cleared the smokey, dim-lit arena, Joe sat on the edge of the stage softly crooning the first song he ever wrote; her song.
It had launched him into the spotlight; a whirlwind of gigs, the fame, awards and accolades and fawning groupies that he had dreamed of when he plucked that first lick on a second-hand guitar.
But dreams die hard when the road is your mistress, home is an empty shell and all that is left of her is a song.
~kat
For Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on this photo by Paulette Wooten via Unsplash.
It’s the first weekend in May after a busy week on the world front. Sometimes I wish I could live each day blissfully oblivious to current events; wrapped up in friends, family and fun stuff. You know, the everyday normal that is possible because you know you have elected good, decent people to be in charge of managing the workings of our government, and the details that make our society civil.
Occasionally I do have weeks where I can do that. Where no one has gone over the edge, taking innocent people with them, where my job is secure, where everyone close to me is happy and healthy, no drama, where I actually manage to get some sleep at night.
This was not one of those weeks. I wish I didn’t care, but I do. The people who voted for this are likely not paying attention. Their engagement ended the minute they cast their vote. But for those of us who feel compelled to be involved and part of the process, who take democracy and “we the people” seriously, this was not a good week.
In times like this I need to remind myself that we, the collective we, have survived other weeks like this; darker times than what we are witnessing today. But even if I post happy pictures, flowers or kittens on social media, even if I smile and wave at the neighbors, even if I laugh and engage in happy conversations, never crossing over into anything deeper than the weather, my mind is burdened with truth and reality’s heavy presence and I know that I am lying when I say, “I’m fine.
I’m not fine. Things are not fine. But no one wants to hear that. So I post pictures of flowers and kittens and smiley faces.
Have a great week. Not lying. I really hope you do.
Shi Sai Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 6 May 2017
forget the pain | and hopefully,forgive ourselves
it’s the magic of poetry
one moment, she’s warm and bright
Making all that racket, crapping everywhere!
the elusive missing link,
verdant roots planted in soil
a beautiful sunset spoilt
embrace with your heart
dreams of girls aching
~kat
A shi sai or ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the shi sai features the words of one writer,providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.
like mercury colliding... 