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I too feel nostalgia for the promise of the early web.

Arabic gemlog

I don't really speak Arabic but I'm trying to learn, so sometimes I write things here.

2026

Friends

Jordan Emme — programming, UNIX, games

Short writing

I move to a new city

It was the 19th of December

After the end

Even me

Writing I like

I used to make excuses for the poetry and writing that I like. I suppose that by writing this disclaimer, in some ways I still do. I spent a lot of time on tumblr.

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now — A.E. Housman

I showed my dog... — ?

In the dark times — Bertolt Brecht

My Cat is Sad — Spencer Madsen

The Orange — Wendy Cope

A Stage in the Evolution of A Myth of Myself — ?

Kinder Than Man — Althea Davis

The Two Headed Calf — Laura Gilpin

When I Heard The Learn'd Astronomer — Walt Whitman

Pigs can't look up — Vincent D'Onofrio

In Blackwater Woods — Mary Oliver

Otherwise — Jane Kenyon

What I Didn't Know Before — Ada Limón