Tag: dreampoem
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July 22, 2009 06:02 AM EDT --
Years
From one new year to another n e w y e a r she has traveled to find out some of her enduring things are not there; vanished disappeared petered out with the names they have been tagged . . .
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July 28, 2009 07:07 AM EDT --
(haibun) power cut
This is the city of power cut. Someone has said. The ghost of darkness still plagues us, the people. Sometimes. Sometimes evening is a wrap of darkness. Power failure? . . .
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July 29, 2009 06:51 AM EDT --
Painter’s block
The pages of a drawing book scatter their assets
on the floor, a sluggish electric fan is moving
on its own whim. He dips his brushes on the water;
sees . . .
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July 30, 2009 05:58 AM EDT --
The way I live
Windows open; windows closed; from this flat
I can see
images of
more and more flats. I can breath in other's breathing;
your dreams
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August 02, 2009 07:38 AM EDT --
passion of believing
If this red orchid means anything
it is the passion of believing,
it is the belief in believing.
Noon has made the orchid little shy;
it . . .
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August 04, 2009 07:32 AM EDT --
R un, soul run (Don’t ask where)
When the train has passed, you can still see them,
coming, sweaty with the long chase and noon.
As we are turning our head, running
again my eyes . . .
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August 28, 2009 08:01 AM EDT --
Roger sent me a Dali
A Dali’s print lands me in breathlessness;
slant light yawning on her lap where it does
a Cheshire; talks on your secret laptop
flares up; I see myself craving . . .
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August 29, 2009 07:49 AM EDT --
eyes trace some sounds
Sounds are so delicate
they break
whenever I speak.
All you can hear
is a door
making squeaks
and you take it as my
terms of love.
I close the door . . .
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August 31, 2009 10:06 AM EDT --
Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema had painted me
(For the Art of Writing Group)
Too lethargic to welcome you but
this way it’s more sensual, I know.
A fruit falls from the . . .
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September 01, 2009 08:49 AM EDT --
the key to the moondom
The key reminds me of
a story told by mom
cricket's night, till I drop.
Moonlight narrows on me; the key;
it wants the key. I know the pathos . . .
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September 04, 2009 08:00 AM EDT --
blank verse in the days of a flu
The shadow of a fern on a school building,
forlorn, tiptoeing moments break quarantine.
In this town, we all have the flu; shadows
tick as a slow . . .
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September 11, 2009 10:43 AM EDT --
impasto
Must our freedom come from deaths
of the beloved ones, of the heroes?
A weird wind plays with his hair.
He looks at his canvas.
Is death lurking from behind those . . .
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August 27, 2009 07:14 AM EDT --
Inconstant world
I(haiku )
inconstant whispers
constant calling of crickets
broken by a crash
II(tanka)
inconstant words sway,
pilgrimage midst winter through
the gully of . . .
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September 02, 2009 07:47 AM EDT --
operators of life
Drone of an electric sun
on a thin rubber sheet sky;
I open my heart’s nimble
mechanism before you.
“Such a beautiful chip it is!” . . .
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September 09, 2009 06:42 AM EDT --
kids of the night beach
Someone has once said something about
lost footprints sea has taken. Is it not true
sea returns everything? My friend implores
that we search for them. Searching . . .
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August 03, 2009 07:36 AM EDT --
Shado w-bath
René, our shadow-bath
beneath those floating clouds
has left us calm, we heartily
thank each other before
descending into sun
=© . . .
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August 06, 2009 06:53 AM EDT --
t he girl missed the last train
T he last train passes the verdant signal.
Missing it by a whisker rattles nerves.
Nothing more happens in earth and heaven
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August 08, 2009 06:47 AM EDT --
S tars so close
To Linda
The bright star, one, single, beside a corn moon
discerns them as one, mother and daughter
bemused, stunned, remained standing for . . .
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August 17, 2009 08:38 AM EDT --
li nguist observes the sea
Most of the languages will be dated
by the time we know the proper use of them.
I cannot speak your tongue well enough
to bid adieu with bienséance or . . .
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August 22, 2009 07:00 AM EDT --
Road kills at seventy-five K.M./hour
The gleaming grass and two inquisitive squirrels
we pass them all, we pass the corpse of a dog
at seventy five K.M. per hour. Only . . .
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