Saturday, November 30, 2013

Happy Birthday, you two

Marina Abramović (* November 30th, 1946)
Ulay (* November 30th, 1943)

Friday, November 29, 2013

Friday is Skyday

Sun is sinking deep
as if assimilating
to humanity

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Pile in a Pond

This pile in a pond,
waiting at a crossing
took my attention

Ball and Chain

Month ago

The old cherry tree
not caring about seasons,
not thinking of death.

Monday, November 25, 2013

In the Woods

Sometimes I do . . .

On the Road

. . . with . . . . not only in the air.

Old and New

... and good meat they sell.

Sunday, November 24, 2013

Global Disease

Two United Nations independent human rights experts today expressed serious concern about the draft Special Secrets Bill, which establishes grounds and procedures for the classification of information held by . . .
 . . . take your guess, and see if you were right.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Returning late

Damn tired I am.
And the shadow on the wall?
Just ephemeral.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Saturday, November 16, 2013


I've made a wonderful
A lost world
in the clouds.
But those tears of joy
turn bad in seconds,
for then
I realized.
It's an ever-changing
where I
can never

* By someone who'd like to stay anonymous.

Friday, November 15, 2013

Don't let me be misunderstood

Friday is Skyday

Two leaves in the wind.
I do feel like one.of them.
Who's the other one?

On the Road

Circling in the Thermal

On the way to their winter grounds . . .
. . . suddenly they began circling . . .

. . . not because they had got irritated by the sun . . .

. . . but going to reach higher regions.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Homeric Morning

Eos arriving,
. . . the rosy-fingered
. . . dawn godess
. . . in her saffron-coloured robe

. . . bringing light to the mortals.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Saturday, November 09, 2013

Friday, November 08, 2013

Enjoying the Moment

In this very moment, for example,
I did not know what would happen
about 82 hours later.


Windy; obviously.

Friday is Skyday (87)

Having the blues . . .

Pleasures for my ears

. . . recently presented to me.

On a Road

. . . through a forest.

On the Road

. . . to a fine Greek restaurant.

Thursday, November 07, 2013

"Happy" Hundredth

The welfare of the people in particular
has always been the alibi of tyrants,
and it provides the further advantage
of giving the servants of tyranny
a good conscience.

In the Year 2097

. . . the Euro will have found its end.

Not only does the fishmonger who'd stop his car once a week at about the same time just in front of the gates to Seanhenge provide us with excellent seafood, fine jokes and lots of friendliness: He does know a lot more. Obviously.

Wednesday, November 06, 2013

Tuesday, November 05, 2013

On the Road

The calm before a storm.

Saturday, November 02, 2013

Just grasp by intuition

Nichi-nichi kore kōjitsu.

Every day is a good day.

Sounds nice, eh?

Wise even, hm?

Oh, and it's Zen!

Now that's gorgeous, isn't it? So inspiring, these old masters, no?!


And now:

Go and tell that the child misused in this very minute.

Go and tell that the man tortured in this very moment.

Go and tell that the woman being raped in this very second.

Go and tell . . .

Come on, don't hesitate.

. . .

Pardon? . . .  Ah, of course, to these persons in their very special situation this statement may appear contradictory to rationality but certainly they'll be able to grasp it through intuition on the peak of delight while being misused, tortured, raped.

The peace of the night.