Thursday, July 2
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hana nagara
tsuto ni shinabita
tokonatsu to
kaori no tame wo
ware dake omou
Although the flower
wilted a long time ago
of its sweet fragrance
and everlasting summer
only I hold remembrance / thoughts of him
her soul spoke | her being bore record 7/02/2009 01:54:00 AM
Wednesday, July 1
I am the moon, and you are the man on me
Tonight, I am white and full.
My surface is all curves
and craters, but you don't mind.
You have travelled alone through the dark,
through the vacuum of dark;
training your hands for this task,
building imaginary engines.
This is the kind of territory you were born
to navigate. You know by heart
every treacherous route
through these white dunes;
you have drawn maps of every scar,
and you sense storms.
Your compass does not work here,
but you are sexy
in your spaceman suit.
We twirl giddily, in orbit
around the days, the months.
You are wary of my high tides -
I am your escape-pod.
A familiar world spins below
tracked by the beam of your telescope;
we shudder at passing asteroids,
send messages home by satellite.
Tonight, I am white and full.
You are the man on me,
and I am the moon.
Claire Askew
~ Inspired by an eponymous performance by Julie Atlas Muz.~
her soul spoke | her being bore record 7/01/2009 03:47:00 PM
Wednesday, June 17
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mizu tamari
asagao ga chiru
gekka kan ni
yuugurezoku no
kyoukasuigetsu
A collected pool
morning glories are scattered
between moon and blooms
the twilight couple mirrored
impermanent reflections / as profoundly beautiful
her soul spoke | her being bore record 6/17/2009 03:21:00 AM
Monday, June 15
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yo no hara ni
koi no ki wo kuzu
ten wo saku
gouu mo rai mo
hito ni omotsutsu
In the womb of night
aborting love I have birthed
the heavens sunder
through torrents and through thunder
thoughts of that person remain
her soul spoke | her being bore record 6/15/2009 03:12:00 AM
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mizu kagami
katsurao odoru
kodoku kana
sono nakigao no
awakage wo utsu
Mirror of water
the man on the moon dances
is it loneliness
that traces the reflection / captures the fleeting shade
of this tear-stained face so pale
her soul spoke | her being bore record 6/15/2009 01:43:00 AM
Sunday, June 7
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warai tsuki
naku ni nagusamu
Hi wo akasu
Hito no kaeri wo
Yori domo isshou
Grinning moon
comfort these tears/put off this sympathy
shed light on your secret -
his return
Then we both shall smile
her soul spoke | her being bore record 6/07/2009 06:57:00 PM
Monday, May 4
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waga koi wa
ryuuzenkou ni
sono uchi ni
shitsuren tsutsu
mi ga kaotteiru
My love is
like ambergris
eventually / of the previously mentioned
though unrequited love
I / the body is made fragrant
EDIT by Aunt Miyoshi:
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waga koi wa
ryuuzenkou ni
sono uchi ni
shitsuren shitsuru
waga mi ga kaoruru
My love is
like ambergris
inside / eventually
though my love has been lost
My body stays fragrant
her soul spoke | her being bore record 5/04/2009 10:21:00 PM
O mio babbino caro
Mi piace è bello, bello
Vo'andare in Porta Rossa
a comperar l'anello!
Sì, sì, ci voglio andare!
e se l'amassi invano,
andrei sul Ponte Vecchio,
ma per buttarmi in Arno!
Mi struggo e mi tormento!
O Dio, vorrei morir!
Babbo, pietà, pietà!
Babbo, pietà, pietà!
O my beloved father
He pleases me, he is beautiful, beautiful
I want to go to Porta Rossa (Red Door)
To buy a ring!
Yes, yes, I want to go there!
And if my love is in vain,
I would go to Ponte Vecchio (Old Bridge),
And throw myself into the Arno!
I struggle and I am tormented!
O God, I want to die!
Father, mercy, mercy!
Father, mercy, mercy!
- Giacomo Puccini, Gianni Schicchii
The aria I identify with and therefore love most at this time.
her soul spoke | her being bore record 5/04/2009 08:38:00 PM
Tuesday, April 14
Even this,
a fruitless love,
is enough.
her soul spoke | her being bore record 4/14/2009 05:29:00 PM
Sunday, April 5
Witch, do this for me:
Find me a moon made of longing.
Then cut it sliver thin,
and having cut it,
hang it high above my beloved’s house,
so that she may look up tonight
and see it,
and seeing it, sigh for me
as I sigh for her,
moon or no moon.
- Christopher Carrion in 'Abarat: Days of Magic, Nights of War' by Clive Barker
her soul spoke | her being bore record 4/05/2009 09:11:00 PM