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9.10: To an English Garden
A Song Dynasty poem: “Shuǐlóngyín (“Chant of the Water Dragon”) is a classical Chinese ci tune-pattern: a lyric form built on alternating short and long lines, originally meant to be sung. This “Lyric of Absence” poem follows a rhythmic ‘skeleton,’ giving it the rise and fall of a melody.” To an English Garden It was…
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8 Oct: A Six – The Book of 27
22 of 27: Thundershade – a Colour once felt, not seen—Faith in resonance, sight through storm Thundershade — Faith in resonance, sight through storm The night was blind-thick with silence and hidden behind clouds — then came thunder crawling through the walls, low and certain, and she knew the storm was already standing on the…
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8.10: A Six Sentence Story
The Small Matter at the Aire de la Clermont-Ferrand Rest Stop The cubicle door springs open with a bang, and a woman emerges; our eyes meet in a flash of mutually accusatory side-eye, wads of loo roll fill both of her hands. “French toilets,” she drawls with a weary little heaven-tilt of the head, the…
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8.10: A Cello’s Song
A Cello’s Song (A Ci-style poem to the musical pattern of Shuǐlóngyín) I rise from silence, drawn by the bow,hair on gut, breath against stillness.At first I am nothing —a shiver through empty air,a thread unwinding from dusk. Shadows lean close to listen.Walls tremble; windows remember rain.The candle wavers, then steadies.A single voice holds the…
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7.10: Journal of Thoughts
Credo at Chartres Cathedral I was the pilgrimwhose heart beats in time with the rose window.A woman with a student’s mind—always hungry,always questioning the authority of dust,turning history over in her palmlike a strange, worn coin. A woman with a memory—not just recalling, but re-weaving,feeling the roots beneath the cathedral,hearing the spring’s songthrough the stone.…
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5.10: Journal of Thoughts
Please visit Spira’s blog, read and listen to Act 1 through Act 3 Inspired by Spira’s “The Shape of Absence” They say absence has no shape —but I have felt its geometry:the exact negative spaceof a hand I can no longer hold,the hollow of a voiceforgetting its own tune. It is the silence between wordsnot as…
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5 Oct: Ten Things of Thankful
I am still away in the Rhône Alps, so photos are a minimum. I might make a post for them after I’m back home. You are invited to the Inlinkz link party! Click here to enter https://fresh.inlinkz.com/js/widget/load.js?id=c0efdbe6b4add43dd7ef Welcome to TToT (Ten Things of Thankful) blog hop! Join bloggers from all over the world as we…
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28 Sept: Mystical Sunday
The Jar-Keeper (A Six Sentence Story) She keeps them in mason jars — not the whole eyes, mais non, just their colours. Jar #1: hazel flecked with gold, stolen from a baker who smiled too wide.Jar #2: a pale blue like a winter promise, taken from the gaze of a woman who never blinked at…
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28.09: Au Revoir
Gone to dance On The Bridge of Avignon, drink the Rhône, and eat my bodyweight in cheese — back when the moon pulls the tide of my feet. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2025.
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27.09: Window & Snow
Window and Snow SenryuChild in red stands still —Nose pressed to frozen magic,a world that breathes warm. HaikuSnow drifts through lamplight,evergreen shadows glitter,winter hums its song. Written for “I Write Her” A senryu and a haiku based on an image of a small child standing in front of a Christmas window display, wearing a red insulated winter jacket…
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