Mastodon #Smallpoems: Piping at the Gates of Dawn

I was reading about the unintended negative consequences of Bitcoin mining when I realized that there can be positive unintended consequences in our lives as well.For example, I have been having a regular “to and fro” with Kevin Hodgson and Wendy Taleo in the open source social media site Mastodon around the hashtag #smallpoems and #smallstories.  There have been numerous collaborative ventures between us, but none more interesting than one that started with a #smallstories entry by Wendy Taleo (@wentale).

And then

And then me

And then Kevin playing by subtracting words

And me adding some back

And Wendy reducing it all once again

None of this was intended any further than Wendy’s original seed post on Mastodon. What emerged was a positive as far as I am concerned and a product of the creative vulnerabilities of all concerned. That’s one of the beauties of Mastodon. It opens up adjacent possibilities as a function of its open structure. Yes, that structure can be abused but at worst it, unlike Twitter, is a neutral platform, unowned and open.

These are not separate poems. This is one poem in a river of poetry that flows on Mastodon at #smallpoems/#smallstories from all the connected tributaries. Wendy and Kevin and I are in this instance the otters and river rats and moles and toads in and around the stream weaving our mercuric lives together. It’s dawn and we are the piper’s at its gates.

4 Replies to “Mastodon #Smallpoems: Piping at the Gates of Dawn”

  1. Like a famous baseball phrase:

    Tinkers to Evers to Chase.

    @wentale to @dogtrax to @tellio.

    Great call. Game of #small poems

    Like baseball, I am a fan, watching from bleachers of my own PC,

    Or, in this case, my phone.

    1. Ah, the fanatic in the cheap seats. Yes, I can see that, Dan. And I can hear your shouts of encouragement and hope. Thanks, as always.

  2. ‘He’s always straying off and getting lost, and turning up again; he’s so adventurous.’

    Thanks for all the adventures. Positive, leaf-cool views in the clouds.

    1. We all need to call on the spirit of Little Portly, don’t we now. I firmly believe in that idea. My wife’s larger than life Uncle Dudley was the greatest negotiator I have ever seen. He was devastating because he always made it seem you were getting a good deal. Now, whenever I have to bargain for something, I pause a moment and call on the spirit of Dudley to bring me home with a bargain. Yes, it works. We all have these “spirits” to call on if we only would. I find the more the local they are, the better they work. Thanks for reminding me to call on your spirit as I walkabout the Internet.

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