Friday, June 29, 2018

g y o n g y i

life
comes in
bulk


i have
a dog-shaped hole
in my heart

or
perhaps
it
is

the cacao
not the
crappy chocolate
that's affecting me

but i am sure

it is not us
as
you are not so important as
you might think
and I am sure I am not as well
so
stop
giving
150%
calling it 100%
because
you can't control what goes in
or if it does


wend home
in the wind

reminded

of what it is,
which is us,
that

life doesn't
shape itself
to




Sunday, June 17, 2018



I tried to erase a boat
144 times
it is a
a ship that refuses invisibility
a memorized
unsolvable
float

in
english
or
日本語

there are
unsinkable
words
that
remain

oh
tayatha
tayatha

these
prajna
parameters
buoyant
in
english
or
日本語

though
it's a cold
spring
I'm
warming to
kanji

black tea

tanka
57577

eleven was your number
my love

under the orchard
my dead dove

I walk by it
fruit wrapped in gold bags
tented in net
blue bright now in rainy season

do you see

the small abandoned house we might have lived in
if we spoke
日本語
and lived once here
near Crane River and June frogs?

outside the brooms unused, the empty sink, an untended arbor
a grave, heavy with ripening

I count the times I walk through farms
and past this house
forest above
rice field floor
144
photos I cannot look at
without remembering
glasses of bees

you
my
honey
my
sting


winged
walking
with you, my love

the seas we saw together

I wrote
I wrote
more than notes with you

you saw my boats
begin
"quiet" you said

awash, ashore
(more than I imagined)

led me
to this
a singular
silence


repeat
144
times


unerasable
you







Saturday, June 9, 2018

Monday, June 4, 2018

behind

you.

not a shadow
that's
in front of
the light.

beginnings


and after, then.

proceed as
or
or
more
importantly
open
out
in
the
beginning
come
round
to revolution.

Saturday, June 2, 2018



Walking
under
canopies
of
trees
I
see
tents
rent tarps
broken houses
flooded fields.
Near
here
sealed
windows
doors -
it's clear
more than
salt shook
out of them.
There.
Opened.
When
(as today)
so
opened
ears see.
Heard
things
bring
eyes closer
to
an
instant
that is
a
what
of
what
this
is.