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Vladimir Mayakovsky… Back in 1918, he wanted something contemporary… but was an admirer nonetheless.

“On 19 January 1922, Futurist poet Vladimir Mayakovsky gave a speech which included this declaration: "Anna Akhmatova's indoor intimacy, Vyacheslav Ivanov's mystic poems and Hellenistic themes —what meaning have they for our harsh and steely age? But how can we suddenly say writers like Ivanov and Akhmatova are worthless? Of course, as literary landmarks, as the last remnants of a crumbling order, they will find their place in the pages of histories of literature, but for us, for our age, they are pointless, pathetic and comic anachronisms" (quoted and trans. by Haight, p. 71).

Yet Lily Brik, Mayakovsky's mistress for many years, said that whenever he was in love he read Akhmatova, quoting her from morning until night.”

Poem Without a Hero

“Often I hear about various false and absurd interpretations of ‘Poem Without a Hero.’ I have even been advised to make it more clear.

I will refrain from doing this.

The poem does not have any third, seventh, or twenty-ninth meanings.

I shall neither change it nor explain it.

‘What I have written —I have written.’”

~Anna Akhmatova

November 1944

Leningrad

Tonight’s section of #poems #reading

“You will stop laughing before dawn.”

Arrived! #poem by Anna Akhmatova

“The Summer Garden

I want to visit the roses in that unique garden, Fenced by the world's most magnificent fence,

Where the statues remember me as young, And I remember them under the Neva's waters.

In the fragrant silence among majestic linden trees, I imagine the creaking of masts of ships.

And the swan, as before, floats across centuries,

Admiring the beauty of its twin.

And sleeping there, like the dead, are hundreds of

thousands of footsteps

Of friends and enemies, enemies and friends.

And the procession of shades is endless, From the granite vase to the door of the palace.

My white nights whisper there

About some grand and mysterious love.

And everything glows like jasper and mother-of-pearl, But the source of the light is mysteriously veiled.”

July 9, 1959

Leningrad

Going to this event: Free In Person or Livestream Tickets available:

“Our International Reading Series continues, this time featuring a reading and conversation with Salar Abdoh, author of A Nearby Country Called Love. It is a sweeping, propulsive novel about the families we are born into and the families we make for ourselves, in which a man struggles to find his place in an Iran on the brink of combusting.

Haunted by the death of a woman who lit herself on fire in Zamzam, Tehran, Issa is forced to confront the contradictions of his own family history while protest and violence stew in the streets.”

https://cityofasylum.org/program/international-reading-series-salar-abdoh/

One of my favorites… still remember reading this years ago. A small piece of it:

“The Denial of Death

Louise GlĂźck

ISSUE 226, FALL 2018

1. A Travel Diary

I had left my passport at an inn we stayed at for a night or so whose name I couldn’t remember. This is how it began. The next hotel would not receive me. A beautiful hotel, in an orange grove, with a view of the sea. How casually you accepted the room that would have been ours, and, later, how merrily you stood on the balcony, pelting me with foil-wrapped chocolates. The next day you resumed the journey we would have taken together.”

Usually behind a paywall… The Paris Review is opening up some of their archives to remember Louise Glück. #poetry https://www.theparisreview.org/authors/26185/louise-gluck

“More than anything else, Louise loved it when something was surprising and, in retrospect, inevitable, as it is so often in her work, and in our lives—like the ending of her #poem “Happiness”:

“I open my eyes; you are watching me.
Almost over this room
the sun is gliding.
Look at your face, you say,
holding your own close to me
to make a mirror.
How calm you are. And the burning wheel
passes gently over us.’”

https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2023/10/16/in-remembrance-of-louise-gluck/

“To the uninitiated, Louise Glück — who died on Friday at the age of 80 — could feel like an intimidating or chilly poet, her range of references so lofty and seemingly private that her work could come off as stern, austere. But to read her that way was to miss both her cool clarity and her often puckish wit; her poems, which drew on mythology and nature to explore themes of love and loss and disciplined engagement with the world, were chilly only in the bracing manner of a good martini.” https://www.nytimes.com/2023/10/13/books/review/five-louise-gluck-poems-to-get-you-started.html?unlocked_article_code=5HevgGaOmYxniXWdwJ_LjrKkpgxT-cVZtZkqwOHKSOjTGSFr6TXkFem4q_szd2c9yoz_vwKInA_dVmgyIOpk7vrNkImqmjz3zeyTCLu7AB17bbm9ObzPqlXetgp1o0PNN85umtI0w7ETArl7d1Zzg3MWXbjbk834yEZGgXTtzmBftkvC2KTk8uuqy3gjCYDfhvf6DS7y6w9t85iV0s0CwQ2ALGZ3p2QRXuHYdOKOuuiMZtcm6_dMNylNwZS_NpVlCkXdPoIeEJe9_v5jV3Unt9il4iCahNYXyMtEqMHANMGGf9SClkBLNWoQH1CJ3vrnt7qT4IzkfnLxTT4etRCU9gGYStVID6m9cjGnwicM-YJfLo8PE220atI&smid=nytcore-ios-share&referringSource=articleShare

Another great day… celebrated my nephew’s birthday… and enjoyed some backyard football. 📸: me— captured my son playing football with his cousins— my sisters’ kids. He was QB 🏈

Replying to Avatar HoloKat

Ugh, I wasn’t going to do this, but I can’t shake fiatjaf’s comments out of my mind.

Regarding UX, “dumbing things down” and all of that…

Listen, people have various levels of comfort with tech. Also, depending on what type of product you build, you’re going to attract different types of users. Tools for developers will have developer-level experience with similar products. Tools for accountants will have account-level knowledge users.

Nostr is primarily (at least right now) a social tool. That means it can appeal to anyone. Yes, the bitcoiners in the space may have more technical and cryptographic familiarity. We don’t need to dumb anything down for them / us. But it is also easy to forget that many of us had many questions ourselves. I for one asked questions day in day out after first joining. I have seen many others do the same, and we are not what I would consider as “normies”.

I think it is easy to forget that we have already learned the ropes and to us this stuff looks obvious. New users on the other hand have mixed experiences. Some, (again, bitcoiners) have no issues, and others have a ton of questions. This is after the fact that many clients have improved significantly since most of us joined. Yet, people have questions.

“Dumbing down” to a “common denominator” is absolutely necessary for the general audience who does not have the same level of patience as most of us. I mean, we are the types of freaks who will hodl for a decade without blinking an eye! We are the most patient bastards there are 😂. For everyone else there is a spectrum of patience and I don’t need to describe it, we get it.

If you don’t believe anything I say, take your non-technical mom, cousin or whoever and ask them to sign up for nostr. See how many questions they ask you in the process. Let’s get a nice sample going.

The great thing about what fiatjaf sparked is that we can have clients that don’t dumb down anything and can look as cryptographically complicated as they want to. We can also have clients that “just work” without all that other stuff.

I don’t know much about Obsidian’s growth story or why they grew to a million estimated users. All I remember is trying the product for myself and deciding it was not worth learning for me. (At the time I was using Notion and that product was very intuitive with minimal learning curve for basic functions). I was also neck-deep in the startup community and everyone who used Obsidian around me was a developer / founder of an indie startup. We are talking experienced developers who previously worked at Facebook, Microsoft.. yada yada. Not your average newb. I am not saying Obsidian doesn’t have normie users, but If I had to bed, I would say a large number of those people are what we would term as techies in one way or another. Either full blown devs, or have been using markdown for a while already. I will admit that even my story doesn’t really mean anything - ultimately fiatjaf and I are both guessing as to why they succeeded, but there’s no correlation between - oh this markdown stuff is not that hard” and they grew despite that. None. Who is to say a million developers are not using Obsidian? Your guess against mine.

In fiatjaf’s defense, I will say that maybe he is partially right - since Nostr clients are mostly notes (not that much other stuff out there yet), it is not incredibly difficult to click a freaking write button and write something. We all did it. It is also not incredibly difficult to say that people can learn about relays and keys. Mastodon grew despite their learning curve.

I guess my point is that there’s a spectrum of technical knowledge and some people will be comfortable and others will look away right away. It all depends on how motivated they are to stick around. Those who need the tech badly or are just very curious will put up with far more than casual explorers. If we are totally cool with just attracting people who don’t mind wading through cryptographic gobbledygook, then by all means let it all hang out 😂. Personally, I want to look out for everyone, whether they need it or not. I want the experience of joining and using nostr as simple as it can be, while retaining all of the characteristics that make it superior to other social. Please take it easy on people who are trying to make this space friendly to all.

Nice. In the education world we call it differentiating instruction— it’s a skill and a art. I think often of Sal Khan. We all have gifts to offer.

Replying to Avatar Alex_a

Fall

my favorite season to walk the trails. Nice!

Louise Glück’s passing has undone me— I need an outlet to grieve this artist who has impacted me so deeply. Going to open one of my journals📝this morning — her poems are powerful but also tender— to say the very, very least. One of her books— on this rainy day.

Busy weekend… heading to a wedding later. My friend’s daughter is getting married this afternoon… but there is rain in the forecast ALL day. I feel so bad—Pittsburgh weather 🤯😢