To Chew Without Chewing Anything.A Bird in Flight Leaves No Trace.
Will I ever be able to know my face before my parents face? In these times of pathetic attempts at useless questioning, useless studying, useless practice, I call out to Namu Amitabul
Mired in imagined conflicts between the empty space of Jiriki 自力 and Tariki 他力.
I remain hidden.
You searched through all my poetsNick Cave – Hiding All Away
From Sappho through to Auden
I saw the book fall from your hands
As you slowly died of boredom
I had been there, dear,
but I was not there anymore
I had been there, now I’m hiding all way
Laks Indrakaran – Somerville, MA