January 6th, 2009


Satellite to Monitor Greenhouse Gases

Here's an interesting article about space and the environment:

Satellite will show how the earth 'breathes'

The Greenhouse Gases Observing Satellite (GOSAT) has been created in Japan to monitor emissions from around the planet from space and it is hoped the data it provides will help in the fight against global warming.

The orbiting satellite will track the emission of carbon dioxide and methane, gases that contribute heavily to the greenhouse effect.

Dubbed Ibuki - Japanese for "breath" - the satellite will record greenhouse gas emissions in 56,000 locations across the globe while orbiting the planet once every three days at an altitude of 666km.


Poetry Fishbowl Open!

Starting now, the Poetry Fishbowl is open! I will be checking this page periodically throughout the day. When people make suggestions, I'll pick some and weave them together into a poem ... and then another ... and so on. I'm hoping to get a lot of ideas and a lot of poems.

In this online version of a Poetry Fishbowl, I begin by setting a theme; today's theme is speculative fiction. I invite people to suggest characters, settings, and other things relating to that theme. Then I use those prompts as inspiration for writing poems.

My net connection is tiffy again today. I'll try to keep going anyhow.
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Poem: "Biofare"

Today's freebie poem is "Biofare," inspired by prompts from minor_architect and ellenmillion. This is my first attempt at the indriso form, which I find very appealing.

– an indriso

It is a war fought on such a tiny scale,
Soldiers dance like angels on the heads of pins.
It is a war that must be won, without fail.

Machines the size of cells are like tanks, with skins
Armored, falling to smaller pawns – and the frail
Chains of life break at the weak links. It begins.

Tools. Plagues. Weapons. Humans built them all to scale.

So it ends: we are all damned for others’ sins.

Poem: "For Want Of..."

This poem was inspired and sponsored by minor_architect who wanted me to write about vending machines. Instead of putting humans in front of a nonhuman machine, though, I put nonhumans in front of a human vending machine. Guess what kind popped into my mind...

For Want Of…

I know that crime is a problem,
Your Majesty, I really do …

But without crime,
We’d have no criminals;

Without criminals,
We’d have no miners;

Without miners,
We’d have no silverdisks;

Without silverdisks,
The Machines would give us no drive sleeves;

Without drive sleeves,
Our spacefleet would go nowhere;

Without the fleet,
We’re not going to win this war;

And if we don’t win the damn war,
The Ravenok are going to come and eat us all.

So no, I can’t pardon your son for breaking a window:
That’s how young people enlist these days.