“When you find a man Who transforms Every part of you Into Poetry, Who makes each one of your hairs Into a poem, When you find a man, Capable, As I am Of bathing and adorning you With poetry, I will beg you To follow him without hesitation, It is not important … Continue reading »
“Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through this migration of intelligences and though we seem to be sleeping there is an inner wakefulness, that directs the dream and that will eventually startle us back to the truth of who we are.” … Continue reading »
Repetitive and rhetorical. I’ve fallen in love with many men—women—children. I fall in love everyday. But it wasn’t until I fell in love with myself that I realized how much I love you. It seemed so sudden and very unlikely. It wasn’t because of your beauty. Had nothing to do with your parents or lack … Continue reading »
Right down to the bones. That’s where the chill came from—when he looked at me. I was frightened and the hairs on the back of my neck stood stiff like the ice-cycles hanging from the roof, drawing emaciated shadows of legs onto my wall. He grabbed by arm, (I could tell it was going to … Continue reading »
His left shoulder popped the one to witness my death dead weight hung heavy. –M. Aggrey Continue reading »
Mi ni shimu ya Naki tsuma ni kushi wo Neya ni fumu. The piercing chill I feel: my dead wife’s comb, in our bedroom, under my heel. –Buson . Continue reading »
