Stump Haiku

Stump Haiku

Mossy, broken branchNo more extension for you—It’s all a blur now! One thing I like about writing haiku is playing with punctuation: commas, dashes, apostrophes, and exclamation points. Here I am reflecting on the memory of a broken branch. the days of reaching out to...

Philosophy as a Serious Game

Philosophy as a Serious Game

I just read a great paper written by the philosopher Gavin Ardley and published in 1967: The Role of Play in the Philosophy of Plato. (Sorry, it’s behind a paywall.) In the paper he discusses how important play—as a sister to seriousness—is for several philosophers,...

Mistakes

Mistakes

During a recent burst of playing, my cat Roo, now one-and-half years old, threw his Hello Kitty toy into the air, after which it unceremoniously landed in his water bowl. Hello Kitty playtime abruptly ended. Now, was this cat-throw a mistake? No, at least from Roo’s...

Blogging vs. Journaling

Blogging vs. Journaling

I post a blog every day. I also write a journal entry every day. What’s the difference? The difference is I put the blog post out into the world. A blog post is an act of creation, a journal entry is an act of reflection. They both have value as writing habits. The...

Reading Haiku, Seeing Photography

Reading Haiku, Seeing Photography

In the book The Haiku Handbook, I ran across an interesting quote: We must read Ippekirō’s poems for the brilliance of his images, the humanity of his observations, and the depth of his feelings for the objects and events he records, as we read—or should read—all...