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Poetry Break: Ono No Komachi

This body

grown fragile, floating,

a reed cut from its roots…

If a stream would ask me

to follow, I’d go, I think.

(From The Ink Dark Moon, translated by Jane Hirschfield and Mariko Aratani)

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A Peeping Tom's focus: Thursday's Special

Surreptitious photography

Through the hole in the wall

Gives perfect focus for the grasses

But point of focus was supposed to be

That which is all blurry. 14 more words

Irene Waters

sunset on an airplane

comforted by earth’s soft colors,

in the void things are still enough to seek a window of clarity.

the sky sighs; for a moment we can give into its embrace. 10 more words

Poetry

Diseased

A vessel
Ruptured
Bursting
Flow, flow, flowing
Red clots
Blue brown lands;
Purple blotches
Tireless
Restless
Toss, toss, turning
Unexplained
Perplexed
Rootless
Throbbing clusters
Here, there, everywhere
Tumor, cancer, hemorrhaging.

Poetry

HOW TO WRITE A HIT VIRAL SONG

HOW TO WRITE A HIT VIRAL SONG

First and foremost,
You don’t need to make sense,
Just bring the energy,
And do your damn thing, 102 more words

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Cat Lover

She was a cat more than anything else –

she loved to stretch across the floor, with black hair that stuck,

on all my white socks. 38 more words

Love - Defined

We are freaks that freak out
When we are too close
Unknowing that claustrophobia
Of a little locality is what uproots
A meadow of little grass roots… 64 more words

Poetry