posted this yesterday & didn’t get much out of it, maybe it is just a crap post, but here goes one more time for it to have its day.
i took the hound out today, not unlike any other day when the rain doesn’t lash down on the island, but is carried off on great blasts of wind that ferry everything in its arms. the wind today was severe & sharp, felt like i was in a knife chase & i was losing ground. the cloud massed like buckets of garlic & i experimented with monochrome. the ambidextrous weather impelled a vital effort on my part to use that monochrome setting on my camera, vital, because i have been putting it off, terrified of everything looking like an early Wes Anderson movie, because this is Jeju, not Wes Anderson, Jeju! home of rust, the wind at its source, the sea & sky, salted houses & agents of the weather, more Jim Jarmusch or Kim Ki Duk than Anderson.
here’s a poem i wrote in Spring which appeared at PoetHead
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