(what if) home pages (were, are) ever-changing poems(?)
memories
the forever flutters
like a lantern,
warming, present.
Autumn
While walking earlier today, I noticed a few tall trees in the distance were starting to turn yellow. One tree in particular stands out to me; one changing faster than others, adding a new hue to the once all-green canopy of trees. I look around and start to notice the first...
paper
to feel the boundaries of the paper loneliness hopes blankness fullness peripheries texture colour;
within its edges: frames of beginnings.
Edgar
Wearing a distinguished red scarf, the fluffy librarian sits atop a shelf of books.
Of the stacks and stacks of stories and tales resting beneath, he knows all.
Edgar is a quiet, soft fellow — content contemplating closer to the clouds.
He could recite any poem from Dickinson —
or paint a portrait of the quietest, fullest Japanese coffee shop.
Instead, he sits patiently, waiting for the moment when you reach out, asking “what should I read today?”
With a smile always on his face, and without a spoken word, you realise he has a book all ready for you, under his two big, small paws.
Afterglow
Is this what “afterglow” means? The question came to me as I looked up at the sky twenty minutes or so after sunset. There is a faint orange colour on the horizon where the sun was. The colour grows paler away from the hills; the sky is now mostly blue, the top of the sky da...
Sunset
I was just in time to catch the moment when the sun started to recede behind the hills in the distance, a moment in which two birds flew together and danced into the night, in which there were the last flickers of the golden glow of Evening thinking through the window, in wh...
breath
first breaths,
outdoors:
in, out.
calm.
Questions
Ever since I published “Blogs, websites, and identity”, I have been thinking about and discussing some of the questions I raised in the blog post: why do we take photos, what does it mean to write on the web. The essay feels like a starting point: a framing from which to wor...
Eclipse
Is it possible to be in awe and have no idea to what extent until you look back? I think this is what I feel now, looking back on the solar eclipse that happened an hour and a half ago or so.
“Isn’t it amazing that this happens?”, I said to everyone who joined this evening’...
12.08.2026
Style Guide
A few people I know have a style guide for their blog/website, so here are my thoughts on a Style Guide for this site.
Read more on the site…
Impressions; museums
On my desk there is a painting of Monet’s “Bridge over a Pond of Water Lilies” 1 that I purchased when I was on holiday last year. I wanted to bring something back that I could put in my living space, something that would both be a memory of the trip but also a work of art i...
RE: https://xoxo.zone/@artlung/117080947709426595
Also good if you're in Europe and can manage mornings.
Perspectives
“What would this painting by Titian have looked like four hundred years ago?” I always find myself asking myself new questions – and noticing details I have never appreciated before – when I visit galleries. Some of this comes with my studies. I saw a portrait in the entranc...
how the poem
how the poem slows
time — of day and night.
how the poem flows
words — all in sight.
how the poem shows
mirrors — reflections of light.
how the poem knows
conditions — ours alike.
▶️ watched and finished the rest of Silo season 1 and all of season 2 over the weekend. Superbly well written.Previously: https://tantek.com/2026/218/t1/watched-episodes-silo#Silo #SiloTV #AppleOriginal #AppleTV#Blaugust #Blaugust2026
Update on Bing use-case: quickly view a Gregorian calendar month display with new features and without Copilot noise.In 2024, I wrote about a use-case for Bing where it vastly outshines all other search engines. https://tantek.com/2024/287/t3/bing-use-case-calendar-monthSince...
Music; electricity
As I approached the top of one of the many long staircases from Cockburn Street to the Royal Mile, I felt an electricity in the air. The street was full; shows happening everywhere as part of the Edinburgh Fringe festival. People were handing out fliers to fill crowds. I alw...
In the latest Eat This Newsletter, I share a bad case of pessimism. Or is it realism? But there are also lotus eaters, a history of biryani, and a love letter to Italy's August traditions.
I should add, the lack of traffic on the roads and free availability of parking places tempt me to go joyriding to dispel the pessimism.
https://buttondown.com/jeremycherfas/archive/etn-312-gloomy/