Freewrite 26 June, 2024
Peter prepared his mind to enter The Slipstream: the current of cosmic force trailing behind Life down its path through
Summer Tanka 2024
Even through the sand
the landscapers left behind
rise chamomile shoots:
little promises of sun
to adorn what's
Winter Tanka 2024
It's been far too warm / this winter... feels autumn-like... / Blustering and warm; / drizzle is the worst it rains, / if we even get that much.
A Kernel of Truth
We are the compute power that runs the universe.
You heard that right. The answer to the age-old question "
Summer Tanka 2022 #2
The monstera of
the teahouse has just three leaves,
un-fenestrated;
But the ten propagations of pothos
dangle down from the
Yakozen: Juujika
This one has a unique wordplay. The Japanese for "Cross" and "Is it Ten O'Clock?" are nearly homophones ("Juujika" or じゅうじか; Kanji: 十字架 and 十時か). During the chorus, he transitions from the former, to a vague pronunciation (and phonetic spelling) that could be interpreted either way, and then to...
For Irish Blood
Background
We have so many phrases involving digging. Gandhi: "To forget how to dig the earth and tend the
How to stoke a flame
Like a draft, His chilling hands slink in through the cracks of our coils,
and husks us away. No coincidence
Yakozen: Tokyo Momiji
Translation
Piece: Tokyo Autumn Leaves
Writer: Pistol Takehara
Lately I'm seeing nothing but dreams of you,
and waking
On Writing & The Body
Spit still gathers on the tip of my tongue when I yawn,
deciding whether it should drop off the end.