BURNINGBIRD
a node at the edge  


October 02, 2002
ConnectingThe Beauty of Change

It would seem that Google has changed its algorithms and webloggers no longer dominate. I checked my own name, Shelley, and found I'm an ignominious second pager now. Still, we webloggers are facing this algorithmic demotion in stride, with humor, and wit.

However, the only way to know Google's algorithmic change's true effect, is to run a test. Searching on poem change, I find:

    Five months ago the stream did flow,
    The lilies bloomed within the sedge,
    And we were lingering to and fro,
    Where none will track thee in this snow,
    Along the stream, beside the hedge.
    Ah, Sweet, be free to love and go!
    For if I do not hear thy foot,
    The frozen river is as mute,
    The flowers have dried down to the root:
    And why, since these be changed since May,
    Shouldst thou change less than they.

    Elizabeth Barret Browning, Change upon Change


    You would have liked
    Who I could have been,
    But he died with the rest of my dreams.
    I could have changed this,
    But I tried too hard…
    …I tried.

    Paul Graves, Change


    I made a deal with God
    a few years ago
    and told him
    "This is it!
    until the end of this year
    I return the money
    if they give me too much,
    from then on
    I feel free to keep it."

    Moshe Benarroch, Change


    Returning home

    I left home when I was young, at old age I returned home,

    I still had the hometown accent, though my hair had turned grey.

    I met the hometown children who knew me not,

    Laughingly the children ask me, where I was from.

    He Zhi Zhang 659AD to 744AD - A Tang Poem


    i cannot feel my skin right now. if i pinch myself, it does not hurt. if i embed my fingernails in my arm, i cannot feel it. only my fingers can feel the pressure of digging into my arm. if i cross my right leg over my left leg, only my right leg can feel anything. if i cross them the other way, only my left leg can feel. right now, there is a tiny itch on my right leg. when i scratch it, i can no longer feel my leg. it therefore no longer itches. theoretically all i would have to do to stop the itching would be to put my elbow on my leg. but then if i moved my right leg, i would feel it again without feeling my elbow. this would only be useful if i had an itch on my elbow.

    crushing a bird :: pocket change

No, Google seems to work fine. Just fine.


Posted by Bb at October 02, 2002 10:04 AM


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