beneath a totally divergent sun.
But there are days I wonder if there’s more
to what I heard than gibberish amiss—
indigenous, an interlocutor
between the decade and its coming sin,
four months before they slayed its paladin:
“After Dallas tolls the Tonkin Gulf,
resolved to multiply its Nam by blood
in country, while prime cities divide within
proof negatives of X and King, the flood
incites an acid course via LA
then My Lai, bringing to light its auto-da-fe.”
(complete poem to date here)
COLD AND SOLITUDE
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Freezing weather here after a snowfall. Here again is a winter hokku by
Hashin: No sky, no earth;Only snowCeaselessly falling. And here is Kimio
Eto playin...
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