A new poem. They said it couldn't be done!
"Incoming"
The sound-bullet labyrinths
its way into my head. All
the past remembered as well
as it was previously forgotten.
That heavy, candy-sticky 1998 feeling,
when I was unsure of the map of
the map I was tracing into the road
that kept churning itself to mud
under the wheels. It made little
sense then, even less now,
though I seem to understand something
new about that map of a map,
and this new map of a map of a map
of now (then, whatever and whenever)
that we are creating together,
certain and unsure, and absolutely,
absolutely yes.
Here's what I like: poetry, old video games, the Japanese language, making fun of stock photos, and lots of other things. I wouldn't blame you for being interested.
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Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Godful
the desire to stop desire, silence
as the ultimate benefactor of grace, a
godless void full of god.
as the ultimate benefactor of grace, a
godless void full of god.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Musically youthy
oily, seedy provocation relents
for the tongue in groove machine thing
and only then with a stutter-step
of recognition.
that's how lived-in arias are born
and punkily careful recklessness
dies. this ain't new york or l.a.
being painted in thick, toxic strokes.
the romantic images are better,
and t-shirt-ready:
an idol pounding back another
party cup, forehead bleeding,
getting buried in the streets
among hangers-on, junkies,
girlfriends, groupies,
confused cabbies, bored cops.
but before that did-up death croak,
he carefully sculpted his hair
behind stage, in the glass
of a pinball machine.
for the tongue in groove machine thing
and only then with a stutter-step
of recognition.
that's how lived-in arias are born
and punkily careful recklessness
dies. this ain't new york or l.a.
being painted in thick, toxic strokes.
the romantic images are better,
and t-shirt-ready:
an idol pounding back another
party cup, forehead bleeding,
getting buried in the streets
among hangers-on, junkies,
girlfriends, groupies,
confused cabbies, bored cops.
but before that did-up death croak,
he carefully sculpted his hair
behind stage, in the glass
of a pinball machine.
Friday, February 24, 2012
A newbie's journey through Japanese: The very small archive
Here are the posts I have written so far for Nihongo Ichiban. I just completed a new one earlier this week about the first steps to learning kanji, but it seems the site's owner has taken a hiatus, seeing as his last post was last month. Until the new one goes up, here are the previous entries of my series "A newbie's journey through Japanese":
A newbie’s journey through Japanese
My first post, outlining my reasons behind wanting to learning the language.
A newbie's journey through Japanese: Step 1 -- Learn the kana
Explaining why it's important to learn kana and not use romaji as a crutch.
A newbie's journey through Japanese #3: All about Japanese podcasts
I walk readers through some of the podcasts I listen to that help increase my understanding and fluency.
Thanks, guys. I hope these are helpful.
A newbie’s journey through Japanese
My first post, outlining my reasons behind wanting to learning the language.
A newbie's journey through Japanese: Step 1 -- Learn the kana
Explaining why it's important to learn kana and not use romaji as a crutch.
A newbie's journey through Japanese #3: All about Japanese podcasts
I walk readers through some of the podcasts I listen to that help increase my understanding and fluency.
Thanks, guys. I hope these are helpful.
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