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From this darkness
I see a small light green and glowing. It moves from side to side like the sagelampu I carried for you, Mama. You said, “Quick get the lamp, Tanouesan has…
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Do You Know My Name?
It just irked her no end when she couldn’t pull out the name that should have matched the face in front of her. She had in the past been able…
Bamboo Shoots offshoot
WRITE WHATEVA!
Here is the poem created from today’s (Saturday) festival based on the lines provided by seven writers. Their original lines precede my poem.
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He Feels his Tumor Grow
He Feels his Tumor Grow That’s what he calls it, that thing inside him he doesn’t know what. Surely, the naming will tame it: tumor, tumor. Then, it will stop…
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Faithless, Without Memory
He didn’t think about the after or the before for that matter, the time it didn’t work, the time all failed the time we said, no, no, no, never again….
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Jalousied Window
I see her look at you: she tilts her head ever so cutely and laughs so brightly. I close the slats against that look hers and yours, those half opened…
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A Few Words on Linked Poetry
From the classical Japanese tradition renga or renku This modern version, renshi Whether followed by the kanji for song (ga), verse (ku), or poetry (shi), Expression is always preceded by…
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No choice but to follow
No choice but to follow Certainly she was behind him, he thought, as he ascended the narrow ledge out of the unforgiving shadow. Naturally, spring follows winter, the full moon,…
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How does bamboo ridge?
How does bamboo ridge? With lots of hands, lots of head, lots of heart And hours and days, and years—30—of time. What did bamboo ridge? Ninety-one issues, Eight hundred-fifty plus…