The Computer Summit
by Esca Webuilder
The Oak Ridge National Labóratóry recently
unveiled a new computer with speed-demon frequency.
Its name is Summit and it does 200 petaflops,
200 quick quadrillion calcs within a second’s drop.
It’s eight times faster than the Titan of America,
surpassing China’s TaihuLight the fastest one on Earth.
It will be used for research in AI and energy,
advanced materials, and neonotion synergy.
It utilizes Power9 CPUs…IBM
& Tesla V100 GPUs…Nvidia.
Esca Webuilder is a poet of the Internet and New Millennial Technology. Neonotion is a neologism by Beau Lecsi Werd meaning new ideas, here used as an adjective.
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The Political Summit
by Caud Sewer Bile
This week the US President, the feisty Donald Trump,
went off to Belgium, UK, Finland, on a whirlwind stump.
He argued NATO nations were not paying their fair share,
and Merkel’s oily dealings proved she’d been greased by the Bear.
He met with May and questioned her soft Brexit stategy;
at Windsor, when he came, the Queen was ready for her tea.
He flew beyond the London mobs and giant baby blimp,
and golfed on sand dunes up in Scotland, pausing on his trip.
Macron, in Moscow, watched, with Putin, France take World Cup,
and in Helsinki, was Hell sinking, round a hoodwinked Trump?
Caud Sewer Bile is a poet of the Swamp and creatures in its dark lagoon, like eye-rolling, passive-aggressive Peter Strzyk, who came up out of the slime to testify to Congress this last week and Water Gater Jill Wine-Banks who bubbled up this week that Trump’s joint conference with Putin was like Pearl Harbor or Krystallnacht, as serious as the Cuban Missile Crisis or the 9/11 attack.
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Lare Lekman’s Helsinki
by Lars U. Ice Bedew
In 2013, Lare Lekman filmed Helsinki’s sites
with DJI quadcopter drone on mornings, noons, and nights.
From downtown streets to soccer at Olympic Stadium,
to cruise ships docked and rocky shores with white swans swimming on,
he caught the traffic, bikes and cars, proceeding on gray roads,
green fir trees growing all around, the blocks of buildings—loads—
the bridges, churches, Parliament, the restaurants and trains,
the water, water, everywhere, and not a drop in d-r-a-i-n-s,
the high observatory, the amusement ferris wheel,
the Statue Mannerheim, a hard ideal, world real.
Monumental Helsinki
by Lars U. Ice Bedew
Surrounded by the sea on three sides sits Helsinki’s site,
its focal point, the Senate Square in Neoclassic light.
The Lutheran Cathedral stands with green and golden domes,
a gleaming pristine white, it dazzles in its brilliant home.
Nearby the Orthodox Cathedral, the Uspenski church,
with onion domes and copper roofs, impresses in its perch.
But modern architecture reaches even further depths:
acoustic Rock Church quarried into solid granite’s breadth,
and Monument Sibelius to Finland’s tuneful muse
contains 527 massive steel tubes.
Lars U. Ice Bedew is a poet of Scandanavia. Among his favourite works of Finnish literature is the 19th century “Kalevala” compiled by Elias Lönnrot. In the 20th century his favourite poets were Eino Leino and the metric master translator Otto Manninen.
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Sibelius’ Finlandia
by Ewald E. Eisbruc
Sibelius’ Finlandia opens
with an ominous, slow-paced beginning
that dissolves into a soft hope and
a slowly rising belief in winning
something out of all that misery.
That out of sheer negative inertia
comes the triumphant is a mystery.
From hard despair, a heart-felt assertion
comes, so lovely in its aspiration.
It becomes a summons for a people.
It becomes the anthem of a nation.
It creates power out of the feeble.
It becomes a paean, a poem, a prayer,
and Sibelius is its conveyor.
Ewald E. Eisbruc is a poet and musical critic. His favourite Finnish work is the tone poem Finlandia. He remembers vividly, when Doug and Stephanie were young and they sang the Finnish national anthem in Finnish at the Finn Fest in Naselle, Washington.
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Eine Kleine Klein
by Euclidrew Base
A set of elements is said to form a group in math
associated with an operation that it has,
if it is closed, and it contains its own identity,
and likewise hath an inverse with associativity.
The elements can be points, numbers, transformations too,
addition, multiplying, or rotation as its rule.
The generality of groups can be applied as well
to all of the geometries, Klein saw begin to swell.
In his Erlangen Program, Klein thought that the properties
of figures that remain invariant are such as these.
So plane Euclidean geometry shapes in the plane,
though moved, translated, transformatted, will still stay unchanged.
So each geometry’s the theory of invariants
of a specific transformation group’s own carriance;
extending thus or narrowing the group one passes from
a given geometric’s metric to another one.
Euclidrew Base is a poet of mathematics. One of his favourite late 19th century German mathematcians is Felix Klein (1849-1925), who showed nonEuclidean geoemtries, like those of Bolyai and Lobachevsky, can be conceived of as projective geoemtries with a Cayley metric. His theory of groups synthesized the work of Cayley, Clebsch, Gauss, Grassman, Monge, Poncelet, and Riemann. Tranformatted is a verb created by Beau Lecsi Werd meaning altered, formatted and metamorphosed, and carriance, a neologisms formed by Beau Lecsi Werd, means that which is both conveyed by and bears.
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Plumes from Chad
by “Cruel” Wadi Seeb
Dry, dusty air, from the windswept Sahara Desert raised,
swept off to Texas, added to polluted skies of haze.
Combined with triple digit weather, the hot Lone Star State,
augmented desert-like conditions to its searing fate.
The North Atlantic’s pressure system from Bermuda flows
across the Ocean, Sea and Gulf, the satellite stream shows.
A million-hundred tons of soil lifted every year
is much more likely in the Caribbean to appear;
but sometimes reaching Texas, Florida, and Mexico,
Bodele diatomic skeltons from long ago.
“Cruel” Wadi Seeb is a poet of North Africa. The Sahara lies in the northern third of Chad, where precipitation is less than 50 millimetres a year (less than two inches). Literary critic Ahmat Taboye published Anthologie de la littératere tchadienne in 2003, a selection of Postmodernist Chadian literature.
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MeerKAT
by Badrue Ecsweli
In Carnarvon, South Africa, Earth’s latest cosmic ope,
the 64-dish, MeerKAT, radio-aimed telescope
will photograph the universe, producing images
exceeding Hubble’s resolution quality adjust.
Part of the Square Kilometre Array, SKA, instrument—
3,000 dishes in th’ Australian-African sun tent—
MeerKAT has just released pics of the supermass blackhole
in Milky Way’s grand central light-devouring punch bowl.
Built in the semi desert, north of Cape Town, called Karoo,
there will be more space meer-ered in Earth’s evergrowing view.
On Table Mountain
by Badrue Ecsweli
It overlooks the city of Cape Town, South Africa,
the flat-topped Table Mountain, cloud-touched orographica.
The legend has it, it’s a smoking contest that’s between
the Devil and Van Hunks, the pirate, who are never seen.
But one can see the orchid, Pride of Table Mountain, there,
with dassies on the rocks or jackal buzzards in the air.
And even higher up, below Orion in night’s sky,
one can see constellation Mensa, midnights in July,
named by astronomer Lacaille in th’ 18th century,
that indefatigable calculating Mons machine.
Badrue Ecsweli is a poet of South Africa. Dassies (also called hyraxes) are small, furry, rotund herbivorous mammals. Nocolas-Louis de Lacaille (1713-1762) was a French astronomer. He led and expedition to the Cape of Good Hope (1750-1754) where he catalogued the positions of thousands of stars, and introduced fourteen new constellations including Mons Mensae (Table Mountain).
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Ocean Advocate Lewis Pugh
by W. S. “Eel” Bericuda
Perhaps the toughest of endurance swimmers on blue Earth
is Lewis Pugh, South African and Cape Town sojourner.
An advocate for cleaning up the World’s filthy seas:
he swam the Thames in three weeks pausing at 10 Downing Street.
He swam the Maldive archipelago’s low-lying lees.
He swam across the North Pole’s waters, -1 degrees.
He swam an alpine lake created by a glacier melt
above 5,000 metres in the Himalayan belt.
He jumped into the Bay of Whales, Antarctica’s Ross Sea—
sharknardo shuttle energy, speedo diplomacy.
W. S. “Eel” Bericuda is a poet of the Seven Seas. The IHO lists over 70 distinct bodies of water called seas. Pugh is presently swimming the 560-kilometre length of the Channel, from Cornwall to Dover, in 50 days. [-1 degrees Celsius]
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Australian Surfer Fanning
by Walibee Scrude
Australian surfer Fanning was prepared to paddle forth,
when he’d an instinct something was behind him at the shore;
a Great White shark burst from behind; it rammed him and attacked.
He got pulled underwater, splashed, and, by his leg rope, dragged.
It bumped him off his board; he punched back in the back two times;
and then his leg rope broke, and he was swimming through the brine.
Mick turned around, prepared in case it came at him again,
in blue-green seas off Eastern Cape, South Africa; and then…
jet-skis were there, and he was pulled out from the water’s depth,
escaping that Great White shark’s hit and rendezvous with death.
Walibee Scrude is a poet of Australia. Mick Fanning, “White Lighning” was attacked by a shark 3 years ago, at the J-Bay Open, off South Africa, July 19, 2015.
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The New Zealand Soccer Player
by Rudi E. Welec, “Abs”
I saw the upright soccer player in his mighty stance,
like as a broad Maori warrior in a martial dance.
He stood there grunting, punting, fluctuating wildly,
as if he were a fire truck with engine i-dle-ing.
I noticed he wore wrist bands on the field where he stood;
his hands upon his open knees, he was a stalwart dude.
But when he took his rival on, he moved kinetic’lly,
like as a clock whose hands are spinning, so frenetic’lly,
as though all time itself was madly rushing, pushing on.
He truly was a crazed, assertive, spry phenomenon.
Rudi E. Welec is a poet of sport. World Cup 2018: 1. France, 2. Croatia, 3. Belgium, 4. England.
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The Idea of Order at the Beach
by Cruse Wadibele
“Life is a beach.”
—Seaweed Lubric
The ocean wave climbs high into the sky;
the man upon the surf board goes with it.
All body parts are sychronized, upright;
they fly along the spray of godly spit.
He holds his life in tow for one brief trice.
He’s reaching for perfection as he goes.
Perhaps he’ll get it maybe once or twice,
or more: his hands straight up, as are his toes,
which barely touch the surf board rising up,
his body hinged in half, loosed from life’s dream.
God only knows the splashing, rapture rup-
tured in that momentary airy seam.
How marvelous must be the grand design
if order governs in so lean a line.
Sunscreen Ban
by Cruse Wadibele
Hawaii recently has banned, by 2021,
some tanning lotions from beach bathers swimming in the sun,
prohibiting the sale of creams of most brands in its stores,
because of devastation to its coral-reef filled shores.
The brands containing oxybenzone and octinoxate
cause bleaching and DNA damage when they infiltrate,
infecting zooxanthelae, importat algae, and
they thwart development of coral in its fragile stand.
But batt-ling for protecting reefs from toxic chemicals
could cause more cancers and onsets of problems medical;
and other things destroy the coral: Earth’s own warming trends,
the burning Sun, and dredging builds for military ends.
Origin of the Pacific Plate
by Cruse Wadibele
By scrutinizing geologic evidence, it seems,
the origins of the Pacific Plate’s tectonic seams,
that cover over seventeen percent of Earth’s known crust,
were formed in the Jurassic era in a cluster-bust.
The plate’s bEarth place, above the gravesite’s old tectonic death,
occurred when three crashed, and one sank into the planet’s depths.
The remnants of the sunken plate remain embedded in
some place, perhaps now west of Costa Rica’s distant rim.
And now Hawaii teaches us that we can be content,
by chilling out, enjoying life, take in a continent.
Cruse Wadibele is a poet of Hawaii.
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That Mariner
by W. S. “Eel” Bericuda
I saw him leaning up against agreeable gray walls.
It looked like he was balancing upon some shaky balls,
because he could not keep as steady as he wanted to,
bright yellow-green, machine-washed tee, tight-clinging in this view.
His right hand holding at his thigh, his right leg slightly up,
it looked like he was waiting to achieve an ice cream cup.
It seemed that he was on the look-out for a sailing ship,
this sailor of the open seas upon a distant trip.
But he did not appear that harried, near that fishing hole,
that mariner upon his foot without a rod or pole.
Sea Urchins
by W. S. “Eel” Bericuda
Sea urchins look like mobile cushions filled with sticky pins,
so different and strangely made, they seem like aliens.
The many packed and fitted plates, protect them from their foes,
the predators that round them swim their rocky bungalows.
Ingesting algae, breaking down food, with five, growing teeth;
they range from black to brown to red, from purple to light pink.
With hundreds of transparent tubes, they stop, or move quite slow,
and use them in their respiration, eating on the go.
Some times it seems as if they see, but can they really see—
those giant eyeballs crawling on a thousand tiny feet?
The Guppy
by W. S. “Eel” Bericuda
She jumps into the pool, a swimming fool,
an arcing dolphin riding aqua naves,
endorphins morphing into something cool,
her stubby fins propelling her through waves.
She flies along, while learning newer strokes,
and happily laps up the chlorine laps
past creatures from the black lagoon, and blokes,
who seem sea monsters, whale sharks, perhaps.
W. S. “Eel” Bericuda is a poet of the pool. He loves Maia of the Pleiades. The first known image of the Pleiades appears on the bronze Nebra sky disk dated to approximately 1600 BC, and around 30 centimeters in diameter, from the Saxony-Anhalt region in Germany. He is not a fan of unagi at a sushi bar.
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