Saturday, November 30, 2013

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 . . .
deviate.

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.


Saturday, November 16, 2013

Cloudscape

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

* 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 bececause they had got irritated by the sun . . .

. . . but going to reach higher regions.


Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Homeric Morning

07:24
Eos arriving,
07:39
. . . the rosy-fingered
07:39
. . . dawn godess
07:48
. . . in her saffron-coloured robe

07:48
. . . bringing light to the mortals.


Monday, November 11, 2013

Friday, November 08, 2013

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.

Tuesday, November 05, 2013

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?!

Fine!

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.