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The Notion of Privacy: Spenserian sonnet
A private notion turns to public act when it is witnessed by someone outside your circle; once unloosed, it won’t come back. These days, it quickly wends its way world-wide. Your signal will of course be amplified; within a moment’s … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, celebrity, consequence, Edmund Spenser, free speech, poetic forms, privacy, public life, sonnet, Spenserian sonnet
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If Privacy is Power
If privacy is power, then our public-facing selves are palimpsests of who we are; and that which we pretend to be (that hides our truest form) has more in common with a mist than blood, muscle or bone. If privacy … Continue reading
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Tagged mob mentality, power, privacy, public exposure, sharing, silence, social media
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8. Keep a Private Room Behind the Shop
It used to be that men had studies, libraries, dens, offices. Now there are “man caves”. As if the whole of the outside world isn’t already about patriarchal, testosterone-driven, sports metaphor-laden male dominance, for better or worse. Honestly, anyone who … Continue reading
A Pond in the Forest
If through the brambles you carefully file, deep in the dark wood a clearing is found. Away from the outside bustle and sound, hidden ‘neath the canopy a long while, there a still pool of cool water waits, its surface … Continue reading