the crab spree sorta goes on, but probably the oars of my little metaphoric boat are coming out of the water – or the crabs.
consider this: a crocodile is longer than it is green.
actually, come to think of it, i have never seen a green croc. they are sort of brownish-grey.
but i like the idea of length being comparable with colour.
so, there is this huge forest. really huge.
in this really huge forest, there is a fairly large marsh. sort of wetlands. so large you cannot see across it on a clear day.
in the middle of the wetlands, there is a pretty little elevation. a few metres square.
more-or-less in the centre of that elevation is a grassy spot.
and this is where a tiny little crocodile is sitting.
he sits on the grassy spot, looks across the wetlands to the forest, and thinks;
“And why the heck do i need all this?”
fragments no 1936. gada Misiones draudzes ziņām
pievērsiet uzmanību ierakstiem uz saraksta beigām.
of course, dictionaries exist and all that. but for fun, here we go. all i can remember on the spot. it probably tells sb sth about my preferences and whatnot…but this is for fun only. try making your own lists, you will see.
the little rainworm asks his mother: “mom, where’s dad? he hasn’t been home for, like, the whole week.”
mother rainworm answers: “well, little one, your daddy went fishing with those guys last saturday, remember?”
there is a reason why the ancient bards died out. it was the training, according to one of my students.
Bardic training formed the core of druidic teaching. The future bards had to learn raw poems, at least three hundred and fifty stories and study poetic form and grammar.
(from an unpublished, and unpublishable BA paper draft)
ok, the poetic form and grammar. but raw poems. they must have been hard to process. (maybe this explains why at my university poetry is considered to be sth nobody wants to learn, study or think of?)
let us celebrate the hokku day!
Q.how do you know that the graveyard is the most important place in the city?
A. people are dying to get in there.
