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gentlyput your commaswhere my pausesemergei’ll recordall your snoresin my sleepless nightsas i watchthe moongo fatand shrinkregardlessof what you thinksyntaxwill crackas we playword-buildingsingingpenguinarhh-arhhin love quietly
Read More not a dayZinkā…Es būšu burtciparzīmju kopaUn Tu mani ieslēgsiFigūriekavās. Un mēs tā nestriktiKonstruēsim loģikuNevienādībās. Nāc, iekļaujies manāElementu tabulāRakstzīmēs. Jo cits jau tur nebūs tāds,Tikai mēs.
Read More Vot tāA real life conversation ME (to the tech guy): I think that the air pressure in the room is lower than the air pressure in the corridor because I cannot open the door in the direction of the corridor.TECH GUY: cannot be. (tries the door) Oh the air pressure in the corridor is higher than […]
Read More I am invisibleI’ll hide in plain sightBy the aroma of coffee and milkMuffled sounds of concrete lorries going backwardAnd apple blossoms You’ll rustle in reedsSwish like the north wind gone totally madAll over the un-navigable broken asphaltAnd apple blossoms Thus we’ll hide and seekIn a temporal infinity danceWatched by small, formal birds singing of building nestsAnd apple […]
Read More And Apple blossomsBecause all love is madness,Come, let’s go star-fishingWith the hearts torn open for baitAnd nets woven from nekkid nervesAnd eyes that see all, for the floats. Let us inherit darkness,Hydrate a desert of parched thoughtsAnd for a moment, plant hope. As all love must hurt,We will navigate by touch,Capture fleeting momentsAnd laugh out loudTill we […]
Read More Not in green ink*Pull outAll the guns, chargeyour inner vibeAnd come, play hide-and-seekIn the forests of my dreams We will build cooking firesRequiring not much wood, fallencones will do, over stonesIn silly pits and fallsof how memories go Or maybe the silenceDestroys the confidencelike hammer hits glass?How can I sing a love songIn this unspoken land? I warmMy […]
Read More What forest allowsThink how residual lightTransforms your featuresSoft lines, sharp shadowsAnd darkness we travel throughWithout a single scrap to guide us. I remember your stepsSoft or soggy from rainLeaving dents in the sandWhen it ripples like the thoughtsAlways out, seldom staying. Was that dream? When you cameLooked from that distance, smiledAnd slowly dissolved in the lightResidual, changing […]
Read More ShadowplayThe skin was thick.The little knife sharp and attentive.Your hand closed in. Claws cut holes in the bodySweet blood flowedCoagulating in patches First, to find the middle line.Then carefully trace the stone.Cover the perimeter. Ruptured, the body layExposed to the ravenousYellow, with a tinge of pine Then go in, in with the knife.Yes, you can […]
Read More MangoThe first version is here, and has been systematised so that there be one root vegetable/pepo, one leafy veg and one loosely sweetish thing, be it a berry or drupe. Maybe I should add some spices, too? So as you see from the link above and the comment below, amendments have to be made, to […]
Read More decennial update of vegetable horoscope*I had all my life to learn from you, and I failed. Now the path is my own. Cheers to that. [picture of the glass of vodka not included]
Read More A toastI will repost this from an earlier page. It is almost Christmas, and we have to talk of love as a sacrificial offering. Not sure any other story does it better. Sorry for no fluff or sugary icing. Love hurts. ( Bendes meitiņa) There was a hangman, and he had a daughter. He did what […]
Read More Fourth Candle: sometimes loveThe closer it comes to the event, the less I want to speak.
Read More Fourth Candle: One foundationIn the distant past, a few thousands of years ago, a man travelled with his wife. She was heavily pregnant. They had had dreams and revelations, and now those were about to become true. In the distant past, a few thousands of years ago, three magi were on their way to a marginal spot in […]
Read More Fourth candle: Distant past*Consider pumpkins. There is this small seed. You put such in the little pot with some scraps of dirt. Something green appears and has grown considerably by the time you get it out onto the compost heap in May. And it keeps growing, the vines spreading and flowers coming out, and all summer you walk […]
Read More Fourth Candle: but you are only small*Let all the people of Jerusalem shout his praise with joy!For great is the Holy One of Israel who lives among you.” (6) The holy among us, in our life. What is holy in a world minus the sacral?What could be absolute in a world of personal preferences? Does our current official culture of delegation […]
Read More Third Candle: Among usA flash of yellowThin song announcing the wormMindless oak listens The heart goes out on a branchTo breathe the rains of mourning ________________ *A tanka to Him who has done wonderful things
Read More third candle: Wonderful things*Icicles dripping.And painkillers for breakfast.I drum out meters. The life of a fireflyNameless, in the pitch-black sky. _________________ *A tanka in the times of melting Thank the Lord! Praise his name!
Read More Third candle: Praise*With joy you will drink deeplyfrom the fountain of salvation! (3) These days, joy is in short supply. The days are dark. The nights are not so dark because the snow reflects residual light, giving the world of shadows another place to play. The winter solstice sticks the sun somewhere really really far and cold […]
Read More Third candle: JoyThe Lord God is my strength and my song
Read More Third Candle: My strength and my songSee, God has come to save me.I will trust in him and not be afraid. Isa 12:2-6 The direction is away from the self. The direction is towards the others in similar situation, sadness, grief, abandon.This is a conclusion to be testified to, news to be shared. The perfect tense has made God’s work perfect.It […]
Read More Third candle: trustHow does the one foundspeak of the breath of FinderReaching across rocks? The night so deep and biting,The edges cold, inviting? *A tanka, toward him who saves
Read More Third candle: See, God has come*Revelation 21: Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the old heaven and the old earth had disappeared. And the sea was also gone. 2 And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven like a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. 3 I […]
Read More Candle Two: Celestial JerusalemThe Book of Nehemiah tells us the story of rebuilding the walls of Jerusalem, the ancestral city. It lists the tribes one by one and repeats [this] was built by [names. Then came [names and built [that] (Chapter 3). It is a cinematographic mass narrative, where the camera zooms over a huge field, zooming in […]
Read More Candle Two: Jerusalem, the Rebuilt
Peregrin sum 