Subject: [Tweeters] From the Fill
Date: Feb 22 03:14:38 2014
From: Connie Sidles - constancesidles at gmail.com


Hey tweets, my 30-something kids have been after me to join the social media network and enter the 21st century. I have been resisting, but it is a rearguard action, kind of like the one Napoleon led when he exited Russia. In short, I have agreed to tweet on Twitter.

One of the things I have learned about Twitter is that most of the messages are loaded with incomprehensible (to me) symbols and irritating (to me) grammatical and spelling contractions.

As an old school geezerette, I want to post in ordinary, understandable, correct English. Of course, the subject matter is always and forever the Fill.

Here?s one of my recent posts, in celebration of the Bald Eagle pair who nest at nearby Talaris and are in the process of starting this year?s crop of chicks - this, despite the fact that Talaris has been sold to a developer who reportedly wants to build numerous houses on the site. The eagles appear to be supremely unaware of human activity and have been bringing sticks and now grass to their old nest. The coots, who are the eagles? favorite prey, have been looking mighty nervous of late.

The tweet is in the form of poetry (a twitter poem) and consists of 140 characters or less, including word spaces:

Have you ever been lost in the wild
keening wind,
the rainbow just out of reach,
the slow beat of an eagle?s wing?
I have.

-Connie, Seattle


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