Monthly Archives: August 2023

Floating World

Within the hyphenated seizure of rain upon stone, a lyrical wake of kisses threading sky to the earth-sown– Images of the floating world perceive our birth and death, we go on, surviving our ghosts, dissolving into unmembered deeds of light, … Continue reading

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Pilgrimage

From the series, Japan Poems. Rainy Wednesday, visiting Ryokan’s hut— No one there, frog jumped.

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Inlet

From the series, Japan Poems. Stalking fervently inlaid territories and textures, ribbed intimacies scaling soundly an overture to evolutionary bonds and leaps— lizard, fish, man splashing wildly in pools jazz forming freely in the river’s fast-moving mouth— notes, air, ground … Continue reading

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Fare

At the elevated cemetery near the railroad tracks the silent Buddha presides unerringly over the ghosts faring passage to no known ends.

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Set Course

In the palm of shadows, at the rounded edge of wake, vanishing points emerge to blur and perpetuate the deeply dreamed course of our longings, all those ghosts called upon to fade.

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Quartet

From the series, Japan Poems. A silent quartet, facing the mottled reflections of lives, unrecognized, emptying into a pool of dreams, wandering without claim or respite.

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Still Life

In our petitions for mercy repose is the standard by which we elicit the preferred company of grace.

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Slow Burn

From the series, Japan Poems. Time aloneleaves us smallcherished pleasuresthrough which our livesare gathered slowlyin momentsof favored ephemera.

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Wavelength

Within the dark cradling weave of silence softly she tenders the stuff of dreams upon which my starry vigils are gently rounded.

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Liminal

There are tunnels at the end of the light leading back to passages marking our long day’s journey into night.

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