Though I know no Noh, I think I see serene contemplation in this face:
The face is a mask that nobody is wearing. With nothing there, who could be contemplating? Hmmm.
Modern physics finds
tumult in vacuum behind
I expected my submission for Writers’ Co-op Show Case #2 to look much like what U have just read when displayed in the Show Case. Thought I was on a roll after I revised a copy of what I had posted in response to challenges in 2017, but later relearned a valuable old lesson. Will put the lesson at the end of this post, to cap the solution of a little mystery with clues in the next paragraph. No, the solution is not a matter of technical detail. It’s a matter of wisdom.
Show Case submissions are in DOCX (or PDF) file formats, but the curator integrates them into the HTML of a WordPress post. Hmmm. I persuaded Microsoft Word to display my haiku (with title) the way I really like from a DOCX file, but I remembered that persuading the WordPress editor to accept my HTML for this display had been tricky. Mindful of Murphy’s Law, I wondered if my way to display poetry would be mangled when file formats changed. I told Word to store my DOCX file as HTML and was sad to see the mangled result. My second choice for displaying this poetry used a cascade of indentation and was not mangled by Word’s conversion from DOCX to HTML, so I went with the cascade and put a little heads-up for the curator in the e-mail with my submission.
While the cascade is indeed displayed in Writers’ Co-op Show Case #2, all of my text after the Noh mask image is displayed in a smaller font that is unreadable on some platforms. Readers who coped with the small font would still be annoyed and/or puzzled by the unmotivated font change after the image. Why did my attempt at a fail-safe file conversion go wrong? Scroll down to see the answer.
My implicit assumption was that Word’s conversion from DOCX to HTML could serve as a model for whatever the Show Case curator does to integrate DOCX submissions into the HTML underlying a WordPress post. This assumption was questionable, to put it mildly. Unaware that I was making an assumption at all, I was unaware of the need to question that assumption. The most dangerous assumptions are those we don’t explicitly know we are making.
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