#80: Shaping the Pixels (Another Minecraft Poem)

There seems to be an inexhaustible amount of stuff that can be known about this game. Dad writes a poem to articulate his emerging understanding of his eight year old son’s favorite past time, and realizes in short order that he’s only scratched the surface, that he’s only scratched the surface of the surface, thatContinue reading “#80: Shaping the Pixels (Another Minecraft Poem)”

#79: A Minecraft Poem (Dad’s Understanding Emerges)

As I understand it, Minecraft is a computer game in which a first person player named Steve wanders through a seemingly endless outdoor landscape made entirely of blocks of things. The grass, the trees, the water, the hills, the clouds in the sky–all blocks (nothing in this world is curved, arched, or angular-slanty). In his wandering,Continue reading “#79: A Minecraft Poem (Dad’s Understanding Emerges)”