the peaceable reed
the peaceable reed
(of their ilk),
like the bountiful
rice variety
so nice to look at
—those slender
stalks
like the idylls
of European creativity
in this case,
any person that talks
all conversations
that have that potential
for explosive eruption
the friction is everywhere,
a gruelling task
normal life's allusion
now, may i ask
how she
managed to endure
such horridity?
(answering the plea—)
boy, it's not love..
but
just affinity!
untitled (former working title: true music)
as if one have
all the value judgements
in this—
tribulation period,
if only wind
instruments were
invented to share
a message, —
would souls
truly speak
in the present moment?
time & its insignificance
like metanoia
—a paradigm shift—
suddenly, anxiety
changing one's drift
from kabbalah
to phonetics
linguistics, semantics
hermeneutics of the Torah
from ancient
to the renaissance
what more can
one presage?
neither—
if a believer
prays to a false God
[of an othered religion]
permitted but
wronged sainthood
senile syllogisms & oblivion
now that—
now that he starts zen,
addicted to heart sutras;
unbelievable—
art and the language
like sake's heaven,
like Du Fu's papers,
Basho's friend have gone—
Voids We Experience
I see the answers suddenly
in that tiny, sparkly, and
twinkly black hole
what greatness of a gift
this awful time is
limited by a number
of maybe English words
the inevitability & vastness of prairies & forest homes
how love is selfless
is the most ideal thing
like idylls & wood nymphs
for the—chirping animals
determining—those friendships
in the garden, in the nighttime
(formerly 'slipping away in the garden in the nighttime', with Old English, Dutch, and Germanic influence)
the leaves play their roles
they change colors, giving shade,
raindrops—welled up tears
The Deep Serene (Daydreaming)
Now, people-watching
Beautiful culture, serene
—as long as behaved
Umbrella University
Not all are happy
If there is no shared leadership
—Human relations