Sewol Tragedy Soliloquy Bamboo has the elegance of Chinese symbols, tells of winters, keeping your chin up when cold delves in bone. The 3 year anniversary of the Sewol tragedy is in a few days— try telling those parents to keep their chins up; they’d pull the plug on the ocean, cause mass extinction to [...]
The Contemporary Haibun Online is a fine journal that i've been reading a few months now, & have been learning a lot about haibun from, as it contains essays on haibun in addition to a well picked selection of haibun. So i was pleased to have something selected to be published there, thanks to the [...]
Dead Jindo Soliloquy
Maggots dripping from its black
mouth like molten Bramley oozing from a split in pastry.
A white hire car likely hit it: 99% more traffic
accidents in 2016— this poor Jindo won’t make
statistic. Maggots waste not want not. i turn to my
dog & say, this body too will look like that
it is not exempt from that fate
i quote from scripture: Miller, HOS, Book 24:1.
She’s ill at ease, her eyes & tail tell all.
The corpse has many lessons, wants so little,
gives flesh & sinew to the dust or hungry animals,
its stiff tongue never argues, only lolls
in mockery of fretting that the living deal
—the breathlessly anxious are the joke of the…
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i hope Tim Miller at wordandsilence doesn't mind that i quote his long poem To the House of the Sun in a sonnet about a dead Jindo? Dead Jindo Soliloquy Maggots dripping from its black mouth like molten Bramley oozing from a split in pastry. A white hire car likely hit it: 99% more traffic [...]
more Chinese grave interpretations with photographs of the graveyard & surrounding area. how's this for life in death? i was surprised at the reception of the first of these i put here, so thank you, i hope you will enjoy these as much— i have plenty of them prepared for future posts. interpretation of [...]
Charles Olson used to do something similar with Catullus's poems: from the sound of the word he would take its sonic familiar in English & compose a poem, which would often be gibberish. i do not know his reason for this, or i forget, i suppose it was an exercise in rhythm & scansion; a [...]
i spoke a eulogy for my grandma at her funeral, i felt i had to, owing to her influence on me, but i was faced with a conundrum: i had no idea if i could actually do it. i perhaps thought about it too much: will i break into tears, if so, reading with my [...]
tomorrow i leave for England to be with my family for 10 days. when i go to England i tend to stave off social media, my visits are short & i don't take my laptop, i like tarvelling light. i go organic for a spell. moreover, my visits are for reasons other than to be [...]