What Princesses Do

What Princesses Do

Not just any princess, mind you
but a real fairy princess from back
before it was all monetized
merchandised
who didn’t begin as a princess
at all–just a girl
reaching for perfect at school
at home making her bed and not
teasing little sister
too much.

Someone will notice
the godmother will come
the prince will come.
She will be crowned.
Even though she’s too tall
and has scabs on her knees

With silver foil and cardboard
She is crowned.

What do princesses do?
Dad, handing her a scepter
he has lovingly
fashioned with plywood scraps
from the floor of the workshop
replies
Princesses rule.
And she does,
sitting straight in her little girl chair
smiling at subjects invisible.
Until…

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It really is a journey

This is the fourth time in four years I have tried to get a blog going. I keep hoping the platforms will get more user-friendly, but no, the slightest detail of dealing with the thing is always bewildering. I might hire some help but I don’t even know what to ask. So maybe I’ll just put the musings here…pexels-photo-356079.jpeg

Azimuth

Azimuth it says on the TV screen
as I try to reset the receiver.
How could I have lived
so long and never used
this word?

Ah, Azimuth!
No cousin of behemoth, you,
but measurement of angle
in system spherical.

Ah, Azimuth! Arabic of root,
as-samt, “direction.” When I
look at a star, you are there.
In French you are everywhere,
tous azimuts!.

Ah, Azimuth! You go
from a to z right off the bat,
vectoring observer to interest
point, perpendicular projection
on reference plane.

Ah, Azimuth!
Angle between projected vector
and vector of reference
on horizontal plane.

Ah, Azimuth!
You are not like behemoth.
I couldn’t take behemoth
on a plane. But through
the window of that plane I spot
behemoth
down below.
The vector
from his eye
to me with
reference vector
on the land

makes you.

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