So little time – so many great things to do in #ccourses!
I am lagging behind – I am a *bad* student! BUT one thing I really loved in this theme was the chance to collaboratively produce a poem with other #ccourses participants – and loosely based on the theme of trust. We used TitanPad (https://titanpad.com/sXgaTJMniP) – and it could definitely be something to try with students… If not a collective poem – why not a collective essay or article?
So, in lieu of *proper* homework (!!),here’s that poem:
How to Stay Connected (While Walking Through the Wires)
A Connected/Collaborative Poem – erupting from #ccourses
(You can listen to the podcast of the poem from October 2: http://vocaroo.com/i/s00WbrKqEIj6 )
(This version copied, 14th October 2014)
While
Walking through wires
Dancing on air
Whirling through space
Pay attention to the sounds
of others alongside you
humming, mouthing, shouting...
Notice those beside you
also walking
through wires.
Only look at them through
the periphery
Else...it's a long way down
from balanced.
We're all tightrope walkers here
navigating across the lines
always in motion
teetering in virtual time:
Virtuosos, all of us!
Listen, what was that?
A whisper, a scuffling of feet
from some other, other
a-part of the world,
apart in the world,
resonating with words and links and images
and sound
Perhaps a small laugh, full of excitement, the froth of lingering fear
Look around, reach ...
Totter, swirl on the brink of
becoming
beyond yourself
make connections that
spin
that
span place and time
I am so alone
In this icy space
The wires unjangled
By the current that should warm them
Share your fire at our hearth
please join so that we may be comforted
This cozy cottage a gathering place,
a shelter from our loneliness.
It is so far down
and the wires are slick and worn
and sometimes I think
a spider lingers nearby...licking.
But don't be afraid of falling,
we are all friends here
Trust us and if you fall we will catch you
so that you may continue on your journey
Do I have to say trust me to have you
close your eyes or better still, look around;
give me your hand and walk with me
or run ahead and lead the way.
Dance your dance across the wires
so that I might find your rhythm and
create the rhyme
And even when it seems we are
alone
we are not.
These are the times our feelings are just
plain
wrong.
open
your eyes
and
clear your ears to think.
But where are we going?
Do we have a map?
Do we explore and make
our own
mark
(Haec dragones sunt!)
Or -
Are we waiting for-
OH?!
Why wait?
Do
Act
we cannot wait for someone to prove
their trustworthiness
we cannot wait for someone to protect
our privacy
how do u know
whom to trust
without ever taking risks?
how do u know?
Fail
Our risks may be
Our safeties in disguise...
or not.
But before the barricades
believe in the possibilities
like cliches in a poem
they are endless
Grow your knowledge of trust
as you test the path.
It's a well worn road
Ask for directions
But don't expect everyone's using
the same map.
It's a magic of sorts
Walking through timezones
digging through rhizomes
riding wires like skipping stones,
or underwater currents,
As if they weren't there,
saying good morning to
someone's goodnight, and wishing upon
the same stars from the sky.
A dimension transcending time and place.
Truly human
democratic
not making judgements
based on appearance, age,
status, wealth -
what do you say?
Join us. Or don't.
Just don't do nothing.
Extending an invitation
to write
to express
to make sense
of the daily chatter
as well as the world's conversation
trying to streamline thoughts
playing, mixing, and remixing
words and ideas
conventional vs. unconventional
with just a few tweaks
I will have started the process
Simply trust --- that you can.
don't autumn leaves
fall
just
like
that ?
don't autumn leaves
become
part of the soil
that recreates
the Earth?
humus = humility
mulch = organic
Gardening!
Trust your ideas will extend the wires
weaving a tapestry of understanding not yet imagined
Time
space
Individuality...
these things are fleeting.
Ideas alone remain,
connecting cultures and
enriching life.
The expresso to the latte.
This human existence
encapsulated in connected thoughts.
A prism-glimpse of neurons, synapses.
Will you think?
Contribute?
Or muted, remain lost...
Wires broken,
rusted,
disconnected,
finding no easy signal and no outlet?
En otros idiomas
También conectados
Porque ya no hay fronteras
Para quienes estamos interesados
Hola, te oigo
#ccourses 2014
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