Monday, December 24, 2007

A letter to Santa

Dear Santa

I know that this is the season to be jolly, but I'm having such a hard time finding joy in almost anything. I miss Warren so much, I miss the way he brought joy into my life. I feel lost and long for him to be with me. I do hope that everyone has a wonderful Christmas and most of all I want to wish Warren a very Merry Christmas.
I have been as good as I possibly could have been all year so all I ask for Christmas is that Warren know how much I love and miss him.


Monday, December 10, 2007

A mass for Warren

On Sunday 12/16/07 @ 5:00 PM a mass will be held for Warren at:

Church of the Incarnation
89-43 Francis Lewis Blvd.
Queens Village, NY 11428

Tele# 718-465-8534

Anyone who wishes to attend is welcomed. I hope to see you there.

Directions to the church can be obtained on the church web site, just type in Church of the Incarnation Queens Village.


Sunday, December 2, 2007

From "Muses on Winter," by Warren

Let me give the sorrow
a name.
I will call it "Oscarina"
with a want to name something,
an offspring,
or a small dog,
this name.
I will call you "Czarina Oscarina",
but let's be on a first name basis.
When I'm really sad
we speak French
you tutoyer me.

"Mark My Words" by Warren

This details the recording and endpointing of words
for a large speech database used in the making of a
prototype speech recognizer, a machine to take the
spoken word and create text.

Sitting alone reading lists
tugged a word at a time,
down the syntactical path,
the speaker is
surprised that the list draws her.
I note the rise in inflection and the
strident mispronunciation. She says,
"Why should we speak in isolation,
when it is unnatural."

In the sound room, I
cut away at the waveform, till the
words smart. Clicks, puffs,
frication, severed from words
not pure in sound, dissected from
the speakers' glottis and larynx.
The strippings I discard,
populated by ambient noise latent
in the speech, replaced
by the absolute sound vacuum --
the silence computers know. Now we model
the unquiet environment.
Over this
we speak -- for a machine
that can listen but not understand --
utterances, without meaning, masking silence.

July 1991