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MANDARIN

MANDARIN

you dragged me
into a special world
suffused
with the fragrance
of mandarin

there
under the yellowwood roof
of this pagoda
you lectured me freely… 46 more words

Poetry

Sentry

On Sunday at the corner of 26th and Marion, at the dread end of a long commute, I saw a man with a broom. Not some ordinary man with an ordinary broom, but a man centuries dry and a broom fresh from manufacture, its bristles still unbroken — a man with a smile as wide as Cuba, his brickled skin polished to a sheen, much like his hair, his teeth, his leather shoes, much like the blue of his broom’s long stick. 120 more words

Poetry

It wasn’t there

I’ve been looking at that door for many days

Until I saw there was no door. I could swear

It had been there, I know I touched its handle, … 103 more words

2020

Shouting silently

Shouting silently

while whispering

is sometimes

the segue

to being still

as retreating within

is not a sin

that is where

the battle… 13 more words

Writing

Objective Optimism

Taken from this Scientific American article.

Herds of people are jumping into the fire that is also
making buffet for a million. Soaked in animal-fat, the… 99 more words

Poetry