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A reminder to extend an olive branch… where possible
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In a darkened chambershadows twist and writhePale light spills through cracked panesilluminating dust motesThe air, thick with the scent of age and de..
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1693: scattered pieces and thoughts on the last year of Basho's life, walking 156 days through the interior of northern Japan.
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Have we found what eases pain, it shan’t remain;yet hardly a memory lingers that might untether,should even that be erased, p’raps a wound..
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bring on kintsugiin the night’s cathedral hournew life starts at dawn
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A dragon basks in my stew, scales glinting with heatSteam curls, weaving tales of daring questsPotatoes anchor islands, thickening the plotCarrots flo..
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When echo lost its shadow,a haunting void took shadow's place.No longer bound by shade's gentle grasp,then echo drifted through empty space.Without it..
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The echoes of laughter fade,hushed whispers of a time wheninnocence wove through our days,fragile threads now unraveling.A boy stands by the edge of t..
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On a rugged cliffthe lighthouse standsa beacon of hope in the stormits light cutting through the darknessguiding ships to safer waters.The keeper tend..
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A figure, stern and cold,receives a laurel leaf with surprise.No introduction, no warmth exchanged . . . just the reality of presence th..
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