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Hitomaro to his wife Yosami
It has been too long I wade into battle shackled by regret The Demon’s Tongue I gathered for you Our last night together Does it still sting your thighs With thoughts of my hands Floating toward your dreams? Demon’s Tongue is a flower known for its strong but pleasant scent and forked petals, often a Read more
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Yosami (wife to Hitomaro)
Whenever I think of you I see the muddy waters of The wandering Ionamo River Sweep over your ghostly smile As your body floats away To meet the horizon Read more
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Morning Like Any Other
The well sits empty Near the shed in ashes As the transformational grammar Of seasons snakes along A bewildered meaning Portending sense of nonsense By any exegetic measure A world whose beauty Condemns it to death. Read more
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Paradise Relinquished
For some Want of other Lingers an Onerous gall Hanging low From the thinnest branch Of the tree of First thoughts Liminal semiotic birth Thus the eternal crooked semi-circle Shoulder-gazing Unknowing where and when Blood will hunger Read more
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Horizon’s Text Bent
Horizon’s text bent Unravels along its Farthest rim Inked of sun-drenched script No eye shall ever read Drops off into how memory is born Read more