<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:10:34.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetic Conjurations</title><subtitle type='html'>A poem a &lt;strike&gt;day&lt;/strike&gt; week by an aspiring poet, each one inspired by the everyday drama/comedy/romance/routine that is my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115260403804075208</id><published>2006-07-11T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:07.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of You</title><content type='html'>Missing my sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;like a stranded islander&lt;br /&gt;missing home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115260403804075208?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115260403804075208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115260403804075208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/07/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of You'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115161137875163740</id><published>2006-06-29T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:07.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed by a Damaged Screw</title><content type='html'>Stubborn screw refuses to give&lt;br /&gt;head, damaged beyond recognition, stripped&lt;br /&gt;naked fury and angst it invokes in me&lt;br /&gt;screwdriver no longer fits tightly, &lt;br /&gt;slipping in and out with ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: Free-Verse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual inuendo?  Where?&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: The hard drive on my Powerbook G4 died a sudden death recently.  In the hope of saving a hundred bucks, I attempted to replace the internal hard drive myself.  Little did I know that small thin screws would be such a pain to remove.  With one of the Phillip screws, the head was so stripped that I need to file another slot into the screw head just to be able to remove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115161137875163740?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115161137875163740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115161137875163740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/screwed-by-damaged-screw.html' title='Screwed by a Damaged Screw'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115100565751322625</id><published>2006-06-22T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:07.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Metal Alchemist Summarized</title><content type='html'>Two bros, trapped in bodies that were crummy,&lt;br /&gt;travel the world with their alchemy.&lt;br /&gt;Seven homunculi they pown&lt;br /&gt;to obtain the Philosopher's Stone.&lt;br /&gt;The moral? Transmute human life and you're a dummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Limerick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: 51 episodes of Full Metal Alchemist, compliments to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search=full+metal+alchemist+ep+1&amp;search_type=search_videos&amp;search=Search"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;, completed in 3 days, with the movie completed on the 4th day.  I strongly recommend the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115100565751322625?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115100565751322625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115100565751322625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/full-metal-alchemist-summarized.html' title='Full Metal Alchemist Summarized'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115092333704082267</id><published>2006-06-21T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing Frisbee in the Park</title><content type='html'>The disc streams smoothly,&lt;br /&gt;riding currents of warm air&lt;br /&gt;across the bright grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: My sister and I tossed a frisbee around with some random guys in Washington Square.  One of the guys claimed to be a cousin of Carlos Santana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115092333704082267?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115092333704082267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115092333704082267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/throwing-frisbee-in-park.html' title='Throwing Frisbee in the Park'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115073634236982062</id><published>2006-06-19T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Heart</title><content type='html'>Heart, the tell-tale organ buried under the floor boards of the old man,&lt;br /&gt;beats with the ferocity of an unrelenting conscience,&lt;br /&gt;warning us against evil acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart to do good, to put meaning in our lives,&lt;br /&gt;drives us from our slothfulness&lt;br /&gt;to do what is right and not just what is most expedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart, the goal sought by the Tin Man on the yellow brick road,&lt;br /&gt;thought to be bestowable by the Wizard,&lt;br /&gt;turns out to be right inside the tin all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart to love deeply, to share in the joys and pains of someone close,&lt;br /&gt;warms us like a cuddly yellow blanket at night,&lt;br /&gt;snuggled with since childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart, the wimpy pink power of the little amazon planeteer,&lt;br /&gt;stands powerless over the elements &lt;br /&gt;yet plays a vital part in calling forth the hero that saves all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart to endure, to brave the unknown darkness, &lt;br /&gt;empowers us against our critics,&lt;br /&gt;providing solidarity with our loved ones during times of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow your heart and in so doing you will find happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: Free-Verse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: This poem is dedicated to Chen.  Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115073634236982062?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115073634236982062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115073634236982062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/have-heart.html' title='Have Heart'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115056286998403930</id><published>2006-06-17T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Oddly Connected Graph</title><content type='html'>Surprise links, hidden&lt;br /&gt;in the social network of&lt;br /&gt;ivy league mixers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: I went to an Ivy League young alumni mixer with my high school friend Beverly, and apparently Cynthia Der, Kevin Der's sister, is studying law with her at USF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115056286998403930?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115056286998403930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115056286998403930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/oddly-connected-graph.html' title='An Oddly Connected Graph'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115043918585331557</id><published>2006-06-15T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunk Costs</title><content type='html'>when the outlook's bleak,&lt;br /&gt;cut your losses short and fast.&lt;br /&gt;don't try to look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115043918585331557?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115043918585331557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115043918585331557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/sunk-costs.html' title='Sunk Costs'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115031756641755172</id><published>2006-06-14T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est la vie</title><content type='html'>Un-called for losses,&lt;br /&gt;all avoidable, incur&lt;br /&gt;sharp pangs of regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: Apparently, I could have saved hundreds of dollars in shipping costs if I had used my dad's company's shipping rates instead of shipping them myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115031756641755172?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115031756641755172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115031756641755172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/cest-la-vie.html' title='C&apos;est la vie'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115024143150402038</id><published>2006-06-13T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Dreaming</title><content type='html'>warm sunshine greets me,&lt;br /&gt;a welcomed first morning on&lt;br /&gt;the west coast begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: I'm back in California. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115024143150402038?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115024143150402038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115024143150402038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/california-dreaming.html' title='California Dreaming'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-115013699310847222</id><published>2006-06-12T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye MIT</title><content type='html'>Farewell 'tute - Ta-ta!&lt;br /&gt;Five sweet years of the firehose&lt;br /&gt;trickle to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: I've unfortunately been too busy the past two weeks with packing, graduation, a paper, and hanging out with my friends in the Cambridge area to keep up with my poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-115013699310847222?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115013699310847222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/115013699310847222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/06/goodbye-mit.html' title='Goodbye MIT'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114908690524195552</id><published>2006-05-31T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Languor</title><content type='html'>the boston heat drains&lt;br /&gt;my energy, renders me &lt;br /&gt;sluggish, inactive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114908690524195552?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114908690524195552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114908690524195552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/languor.html' title='Languor'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114899837572510705</id><published>2006-05-30T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paroxysm of Laughter</title><content type='html'>All was quiet 'til&lt;br /&gt;a well-placed joke brought about&lt;br /&gt;the sudden outburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114899837572510705?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114899837572510705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114899837572510705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/paroxysm-of-laughter.html' title='Paroxysm of Laughter'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114882809590447308</id><published>2006-05-28T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Erudition</title><content type='html'>Deep, profound knowledge&lt;br /&gt;of scholarly proportions,&lt;br /&gt;effacing rudeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114882809590447308?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114882809590447308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114882809590447308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/erudition.html' title='Erudition'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114858722899978092</id><published>2006-05-25T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Chen</title><content type='html'>Chen Xiao&lt;br /&gt;is the hottest gal,&lt;br /&gt;but she pouts all day&lt;br /&gt;until she has her way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clerihew"&gt;Clerihew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Inspiration: Chen and I jointly came up with the poem.  She came up with first two lines and I with the last two lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114858722899978092?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114858722899978092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114858722899978092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/about-chen.html' title='About Chen'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114851686531623912</id><published>2006-05-24T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>Edmond Lau -&lt;br /&gt;"Sup," he would sometimes avow.&lt;br /&gt;But he talks too fast for most to comprehend,&lt;br /&gt;so fast that he would need to repeat himself again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clerihew"&gt;Clerihew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: Apparently I talk too fast, most likely remnants of the time-constrained and fast-paced &lt;a href="http://lddebate.org/"&gt;Lincoln-Douglas debate&lt;/a&gt; competitions I used to participate in back during by high school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114851686531623912?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114851686531623912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114851686531623912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114836265816742816</id><published>2006-05-22T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>take a leap of faith&lt;br /&gt;believe and you will be saved&lt;br /&gt;reject and be damned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: I just finished &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1564762440/sr=8-1/qid=1148362199/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-3560452-8737760?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Letters from a Skeptic&lt;/a&gt;, a conversation between a seventy-year-old father and his theologian son regarding the father's questions and doubts about the Christian faith.  Unlike many of the religion teachers in my thirteen years of Catholic schooling, Edward Boyd (the son) offers many intellectual arguments and insights about God, Jesus, and the Bible, and he delivers his thoughts with hope and passion.  The book has answered many of my questions, and after reading it, I find myself more open and more excited about the Christianity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would recommend this book to anyone who's Christian or skeptical about Christianity; it's perhaps the best religious/theological book that I've read.  I would bet that if all my religious teachers had been as capable as Boyd, I would already be a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114836265816742816?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114836265816742816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114836265816742816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/faith_23.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114836256193105971</id><published>2006-05-22T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>take a leap of faith&lt;br /&gt;believe and you will be saved&lt;br /&gt;reject and be damned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: I just finished &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1564762440/sr=8-1/qid=1148362199/ref=pd_bbs_1/102-3560452-8737760?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Letters from a Skeptic&lt;/a&gt;, a conversation between a seventy-year-old father and his theologian son regarding the father's questions and doubts about the Christian faith.  Unlike many of the religion teachers in my thirteen years of Catholic schooling, Edward Boyd (the son) offers many intellectual arguments and insights about God, Jesus, and the Bible, and he delivers his thoughts with hope and passion.  The book has answered many of my questions, and after reading it, I find myself more open and more excited about the Christianity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would recommend this book to anyone who's Christian or skeptical about Christianity; it's perhaps the best religious/theological book that I've read.  I would bet that if all my religious teachers had been as capable as Boyd, I would already be a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114836256193105971?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114836256193105971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114836256193105971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114808127191429876</id><published>2006-05-19T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:06.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frenzy</title><content type='html'>sands of time trickling&lt;br /&gt;panic! flustered, focus lost&lt;br /&gt;deadline comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: I was 1 of 10,000 finalists to Google and Sony's &lt;a href="http://flash.sonypictures.com/movies/davincicodequest/"&gt;Da Vinci Code quest&lt;/a&gt;.  Alas, I do not think I am the winner of today's final challenge.  At least I get to keep a sweet cryptex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/1600/CIMG1266.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/200/CIMG1266.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114808127191429876?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114808127191429876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114808127191429876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/frenzy.html' title='Frenzy'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114792074283430942</id><published>2006-05-17T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbness</title><content type='html'>unable to feel&lt;br /&gt;the pain gone, my senses dulled&lt;br /&gt;yet something's missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: Two wisdom teeth from my left side have been extracted today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114792074283430942?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114792074283430942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114792074283430942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/numbness.html' title='Numbness'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114779372705250679</id><published>2006-05-16T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Soft voices whisper&lt;br /&gt;stories of things that could be&lt;br /&gt;to my subsconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114779372705250679?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114779372705250679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114779372705250679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114765854583023626</id><published>2006-05-14T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pluralistic Ignorance</title><content type='html'>woman stabbed three times&lt;br /&gt;everyone waits, looks around&lt;br /&gt;no one helps - she dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: In his book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0321011473/sr=8-2/qid=1147656566/ref=pd_bbs_2/002-3579417-7907251?%5Fencoding=UTF8"&gt;Influence: Science and Practice&lt;/a&gt;, Robert Cialdini documents an intriguing social phenomenon in which people, in the face of uncertainty, look around for social evidence and confirmation on how to behave correctly.  Finding none, they act in ways that appear irrational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one story dating back to March 1964, 38 citizens in Queens, NY watched, for more than half an hour, a killer stab a woman during three separate attacks.  No one called the police during that time.  The 38 witnesses cannot explain why they had failed to act.  Psychologists speculate that everyone had felt uncertain about the woman's emergency, and seeing that no other observers were taking action, reasoned that perhaps the woman's situation was not an emergency after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114765854583023626?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114765854583023626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114765854583023626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/pluralistic-ignorance.html' title='Pluralistic Ignorance'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114755489745791355</id><published>2006-05-13T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree of Knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/1600/CIMG1261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 40px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/200/CIMG1261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the forbidden fruit -&lt;br /&gt;key to knowledge, ticket out&lt;br /&gt;of God's paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114755489745791355?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114755489745791355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114755489745791355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/tree-of-knowledge.html' title='Tree of Knowledge'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114748905972553008</id><published>2006-05-12T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubber Duckie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/1600/CIMG1257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 40px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 170px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/200/CIMG1257.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bright rubber duckie,&lt;br /&gt;belly encased by soap 'til&lt;br /&gt;it can float no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/1600/CIMG1253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/200/CIMG1253.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that unlike many brands of soap, &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/business/origins/ivory.asp"&gt;Ivory soap floats&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114748905972553008?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114748905972553008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114748905972553008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/rubber-duckie.html' title='Rubber Duckie'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114736652889420695</id><published>2006-05-11T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspectives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/1600/CIMG1246.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/200/CIMG1246.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many ways to view&lt;br /&gt;a single object, each view&lt;br /&gt;unveils more detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114736652889420695?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114736652889420695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114736652889420695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/perspectives.html' title='Perspectives'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114730474577756012</id><published>2006-05-10T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhapsody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.birchwoodgallery.com/images/Krohn/Evening%20Rhapsody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px;" src="http://www.birchwoodgallery.com/images/Krohn/Evening%20Rhapsody.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blissful ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;enraptures me in a trance&lt;br /&gt;of laughter and smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114730474577756012?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114730474577756012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114730474577756012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/rhapsody.html' title='Rhapsody'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114722417260526375</id><published>2006-05-09T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/time/images/watch.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px;" src="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/time/images/watch.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fixed past stands still&lt;br /&gt;live and act on the present&lt;br /&gt;future looks foggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114722417260526375?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114722417260526375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114722417260526375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114713019349352804</id><published>2006-05-08T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules of Management</title><content type='html'>hollow buzzwords spewed&lt;br /&gt;more product cycles prolonged&lt;br /&gt;time slowed by red tape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: &lt;a href="http://www.unitedmedia.com/comics/dilbert/"&gt;Dilbert&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114713019349352804?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114713019349352804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114713019349352804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/rules-of-management.html' title='Rules of Management'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114706521259061180</id><published>2006-05-07T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dim Sum Run</title><content type='html'>Yellow skins eating&lt;br /&gt;har gow and chicken feet in&lt;br /&gt;the heart of Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: My sister published a poem in her school's literary magazine.  Her poem was distinguished by usage of the word "yellow," and I decided to write my own "yellow" poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114706521259061180?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114706521259061180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114706521259061180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/dim-sum-run.html' title='Dim Sum Run'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114697112306187999</id><published>2006-05-06T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleight of Hand</title><content type='html'>The trickery and&lt;br /&gt;devious betrayals that&lt;br /&gt;sever webs of trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: Today's Mission Impossible movie marathon reminded me that the plot of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0117060/"&gt;Mission Impossible&lt;/a&gt; centers around a mole whose sleight of hand wipes out half of a top secret team and threatens to expose the identities of covert operatives everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114697112306187999?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114697112306187999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114697112306187999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/sleight-of-hand.html' title='Sleight of Hand'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114686363721103785</id><published>2006-05-05T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Liberated from&lt;br /&gt;the shackles of my research&lt;br /&gt;I am a free man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: As of May 5th, 2006, I have officially submitted my Master of Engineering thesis.  Graduation is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/1600/thesis-cover.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3760/616/400/thesis-cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114686363721103785?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114686363721103785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114686363721103785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114662190530470845</id><published>2006-05-02T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nash Equilibrium</title><content type='html'>Optimality --&lt;br /&gt;doing what's best for you and &lt;br /&gt;what's best for the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adam_Smith"&gt;Adam Smith&lt;/a&gt;'s philosophy that society benefits most when every person acts out of his or her  own self-interest is overturned by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Forbes_Nash"&gt;John Nash&lt;/a&gt;'s theory of an optimal collective strategy (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nash_equilibrium"&gt;Nash equilibrium&lt;/a&gt;) in &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0268978/"&gt;A Beautiful Mind&lt;/a&gt;--Hollywood's tale of Nash's triumph over economics, love, and schizophrenia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114662190530470845?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114662190530470845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114662190530470845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/nash-equilibrium.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nash_equilibrium&quot;&gt;Nash Equilibrium&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114649675774522671</id><published>2006-05-01T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Echoes of Our Lives</title><content type='html'>What we do in life&lt;br /&gt;echoes an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;We live forever&lt;br /&gt;through the people we touch and&lt;br /&gt;the memories of our deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Tanka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: In &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0172495/"&gt;Gladiator&lt;/a&gt;, General Maximus Decimus Meridias (Russell Crowe) motivates his calvalry before war with the words, "What we do in life echoes an eternity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114649675774522671?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114649675774522671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114649675774522671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/eternal-echoes-of-our-lives.html' title='Eternal Echoes of Our Lives'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114645660948932887</id><published>2006-04-30T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Used Tissue</title><content type='html'>Snot drips down my nose,&lt;br /&gt;only a used tissue stops&lt;br /&gt;its journey mouthward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: Mention of a used tissue brought me back to childhood days when runny noses, salty snot, and a dearth of tissues proved to be a constant problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114645660948932887?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114645660948932887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114645660948932887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/05/used-tissue.html' title='A Used Tissue'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114636980413000074</id><published>2006-04-29T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Some Day</title><content type='html'>Three beautiful words,&lt;br /&gt;said, hoping that you'd respond.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, there's silence.&lt;br /&gt;My door stands open, cold air&lt;br /&gt;blowing in, chilling my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Tanka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114636980413000074?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114636980413000074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114636980413000074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/maybe-some-day.html' title='Maybe Some Day'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114629538833079346</id><published>2006-04-29T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:05.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fantasy Game</title><content type='html'>Sick minds wander in&lt;br /&gt;an amusing pretense of &lt;br /&gt;perverted intents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: A psychological game that leads to sex with hermaphrodites, life at night in the Googleplex, and naked men in movies -- would you play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114629538833079346?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114629538833079346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114629538833079346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/fantasy-game.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://sam.mitblogs.com/archives/2006/01/jeux_sans_front.html&quot;&gt;The Fantasy Game&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114618750756715198</id><published>2006-04-27T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of Labor</title><content type='html'>Fruits of my labor&lt;br /&gt;ripen with the taste of sweet&lt;br /&gt;succulent success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="inspiration"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's inspiration: After a few days of preparation, I presented my Masters thesis work on HARBOR (High Availability and Replication-Based Online Recovery) -- an integrated approach to recovery and high availability in updatable data warehouses -- at the 2006 MIT EECS &lt;a href="http://web.mit.edu/eecs-masterworks/"&gt;Masterworks Symposium&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114618750756715198?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114618750756715198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114618750756715198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/fruits-of-labor.html' title='Fruits of Labor'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114606547059670035</id><published>2006-04-26T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antsy Feeling</title><content type='html'>Deadline creeps nearer&lt;br /&gt;Sands of time trickle away&lt;br /&gt;Judgment day cometh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114606547059670035?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114606547059670035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114606547059670035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/antsy-feeling.html' title='Antsy Feeling'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114601828160563115</id><published>2006-04-25T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruel Intentions</title><content type='html'>Cruel intentions&lt;br /&gt;backfire unsuspectingly,&lt;br /&gt;destroying your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114601828160563115?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114601828160563115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114601828160563115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/cruel-intentions.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0139134/&quot;&gt;Cruel Intentions&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114593015154527410</id><published>2006-04-24T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serendipitous Fortune Cookie</title><content type='html'>Chance circumstance brings&lt;br /&gt;unexpected good fortune&lt;br /&gt;right to your doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114593015154527410?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114593015154527410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114593015154527410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/serendipitous-fortune-cookie.html' title='Serendipitous Fortune Cookie'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114584164639074175</id><published>2006-04-23T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fulgurites</title><content type='html'>Lightning strikes the beach,&lt;br /&gt;chiseling glass sculptures out&lt;br /&gt;of sandy pixels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114584164639074175?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114584164639074175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114584164639074175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/fulgurites.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fulgurite&quot;&gt;Fulgurites&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114555163498500327</id><published>2006-04-23T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scarlet Letter - The Abridged Version</title><content type='html'>Secret badge of shame,&lt;br /&gt;devastating if exposed,&lt;br /&gt;onerous to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114555163498500327?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114555163498500327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114555163498500327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/scarlet-letter-abridged-version.html' title='The Scarlet Letter - The Abridged Version'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114565038420184625</id><published>2006-04-21T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fates"&gt;Fateful threads&lt;/a&gt; weave through&lt;br /&gt;the intertwining paths of&lt;br /&gt;two star-crossed lovebirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114565038420184625?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114565038420184625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114565038420184625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/destiny.html' title='Destiny'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114555587211933659</id><published>2006-04-20T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>An apology&lt;br /&gt;for my selfish disregard&lt;br /&gt;at your time of need.&lt;br /&gt;Open ears, a warm embrace,&lt;br /&gt;I should have gladly offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Tanka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114555587211933659?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114555587211933659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114555587211933659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114549770175940218</id><published>2006-04-19T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wind Tunnel</title><content type='html'>invisible force&lt;br /&gt;cripples movement, suspending&lt;br /&gt;my upstream journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114549770175940218?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114549770175940218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114549770175940218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/wind-tunnel.html' title='The Wind Tunnel'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114538365300687422</id><published>2006-04-18T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographic Entrapment</title><content type='html'>Snapshots&lt;br /&gt;ensnare her soul&lt;br /&gt;From the stillness, her face&lt;br /&gt;stares back, detached, emotionless,&lt;br /&gt;frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinquain"&gt;Cinquain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114538365300687422?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114538365300687422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114538365300687422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/photographic-entrapment.html' title='Photographic Entrapment'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114530073054985291</id><published>2006-04-17T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>Latent memories,&lt;br /&gt;the time capsules of the mind,&lt;br /&gt;unearthed consciously&lt;br /&gt;by a dreamy nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;for Kodak moments long past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A &lt;a href="http://www.ahapoetry.com/tanka.htm"&gt;Tanka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114530073054985291?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114530073054985291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114530073054985291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/reminiscence.html' title='Reminiscence'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114520370745952473</id><published>2006-04-16T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Penguin Walk</title><content type='html'>Feet pointed outward,&lt;br /&gt;weight shifting from side to side,&lt;br /&gt;she waddles, her gait &lt;br /&gt;like that of Antarctic kin&lt;br /&gt;suited in black tie attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A &lt;a href="http://www.ahapoetry.com/tanka.htm"&gt;Tanka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114520370745952473?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114520370745952473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114520370745952473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/penguin-walk.html' title='The Penguin Walk'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114513648348819153</id><published>2006-04-15T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hakuna Matata</title><content type='html'>Blithe enjoyment and&lt;br /&gt;deep appreciation of&lt;br /&gt;life's simple pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114513648348819153?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114513648348819153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114513648348819153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/hakuna-matata.html' title='Hakuna Matata'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114502949888209563</id><published>2006-04-14T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to Irony</title><content type='html'>Fresh spring carnations,&lt;br /&gt;sweetly bought to bring smiles to&lt;br /&gt;a special someone,&lt;br /&gt;get tainted by ill timing&lt;br /&gt;and soaked by a tearful stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A &lt;a href="http://www.ahapoetry.com/tanka.htm"&gt;Tanka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114502949888209563?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114502949888209563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114502949888209563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/tribute-to-irony.html' title='A Tribute to Irony'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114495061463598199</id><published>2006-04-13T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Claustrophobia</title><content type='html'>Confined enclosures,&lt;br /&gt;Hemmed in to closed-in spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Without air to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114495061463598199?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114495061463598199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114495061463598199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/claustrophobia.html' title='Claustrophobia'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114485677026414104</id><published>2006-04-12T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:04.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature's Alarm Clock</title><content type='html'>Warm sunlight seeps in,&lt;br /&gt;batters open my eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I hit snooze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114485677026414104?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114485677026414104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114485677026414104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/natures-alarm-clock.html' title='Nature&apos;s Alarm Clock'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114476735879856493</id><published>2006-04-11T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:03.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Dance Revolution</title><content type='html'>Up, down, left, and right,&lt;br /&gt;my legs jab, spaz, and criss-cross&lt;br /&gt;on the plastic pad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114476735879856493?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114476735879856493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114476735879856493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/dance-dance-revolution.html' title='Dance Dance Revolution'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114468113117546086</id><published>2006-04-10T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:03.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Food - Too Spicy for My Taste Buds</title><content type='html'>Water relieves not&lt;br /&gt;the three-star designation&lt;br /&gt;of lamb vindaloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114468113117546086?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114468113117546086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114468113117546086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/indian-food-too-spicy-for-my-taste.html' title='Indian Food - Too Spicy for My Taste Buds'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114463333067571146</id><published>2006-04-09T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:03.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The O.C. - Season 1 Disc 1</title><content type='html'>Enraptured, I sit,&lt;br /&gt;eyes on the O.C., fingers&lt;br /&gt;no longer typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;Today's Poem: A Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114463333067571146?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114463333067571146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114463333067571146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/oc-season-1-disc-1.html' title='The O.C. - Season 1 Disc 1'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114451263850869432</id><published>2006-04-08T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:03.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Boston Weather</title><content type='html'>Cold rain drops creep down&lt;br /&gt;my umbrella's canopy&lt;br /&gt;toward the grey sidewalk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114451263850869432?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114451263850869432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114451263850869432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poeticconjurations.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-boston-weather.html' title='April Boston Weather'/><author><name>Edmond Lau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613036461367521242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25618260.post-114443464457094764</id><published>2006-04-07T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:19:03.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Incipient Roots of a Poem of a Day</title><content type='html'>Today starts my quest&lt;br /&gt;to conjure every day&lt;br /&gt;words of poetry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25618260-114443464457094764?l=poeticconjurations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25618260/posts/default/114443464457094764'/><link 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