eating hot oatmeal from Bizen pottery bowl scraping the bottom not this bowl as this bowl is in a wall but… in the town of Bizen, where the bowl in question was made Tags: bizen, breakfast, haiku, oatmeal
Where do you disappear? #poem Shoebox / March 7, 2023 Where do you go whenYou disappear?I have a hunch(and want to ask)… Read Post »
unfinished milk Shoebox / January 5, 2024 He’s back to schoolWhich means:I dump his leftover milkOn my porridge (I… Read Post »
Tram to Memorial #poem Postcards via video, Shoebox / September 2, 2025 * tram to memorial *Sept 1, 2025Okayama the jackhammer buildingsomething probably doesn’t… Read Post »
thinking about not thinking, yet so much *life* Personal Musings, Shoebox / January 10, 2026 a tremendous amount already, this morning, in bed at 11:30 AM, January… Read Post »
Snippets and words, w/o context per se {transcribed from notebooks} Shoebox / January 26, 2023 Still enamoured by overbitesOn your couch learning FrenchFrench as slowly as possiblePrevents… Read Post »
Sleep only to sleep #poem Shoebox / December 27, 2019 I sleep only to sleep Dream when awake So recollection improves Offers… Read Post »
not this bowl as this bowl is in a wall but… in the town of Bizen, where the bowl in question was made
