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Read MoreAfter a torturous hour ofmath (algebra to be exact)I start dinner: Middle Eastern stew:Cardamom, Coriander, and Turmeric.Cooking is a little like math, butmuch more like art. My mind beginsto ease as Bach pumps outone of his symphonies fromthe CD...
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Thanks, brother.
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Brilliantly penned, Thomas. Cooking is art, math, & science all rolled in one. Most of all it’s relaxing in my experience. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I’ve never been good at math. Though I like cooking. Nice poem Thomas. 🙂
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lol. Thanks
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I used to think that if I “fucked until I couldn’t walk”, I would never get old. Funny the nonsense I believed when I was young. She left and I got old!!! But, I did learn that sanity is overrated. I threw out my Wadsworth and took up with e.e. cummings, Pablo Neruda and went on “The Road” with the beats.
In reading your poem, Thomas, I am once again reminded how much I love to cook, smell puppies, and skip along the road to joust with windmills!!! Dulcinea del Toboso, I am coming!!! And “To Dream the Impossible Dream”.
-Curt
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lol. Thank you my friend.
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Oh lordy…I hate math and I struggle with recipes. Maybe the one is causation of the other? I do best when I just randomly toss things in the stew pot. Maybe some of us aren’t meant to be scripted? I love how music wove through this one. Brilliantly executed!
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Thank you so much.
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Read MoreAt night asleep Alison's dreams are scattered across the bedroom wall like grainy cine film No sound from the nocturnal soap opera, just hum of Alison sleeping against somnolent city rhythm Amber streetlights steal through red curtains, waiting for insomnia cinema to begin Alison's legs up and apart reminder, we touch...
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Insomnia cinema… paper mouths kissing… such poetic gold here… well penned
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Many thanks. This started as a short story many moons ago.
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It’s so haunting and beautiful. An exploration of longing and absence, capturing a ghostly presence observing a loved one’s dreams and life continue while he remains unseen, blending surreal imagery with intimacy and loss.
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Thank you Roma. You have such an insatiable insight for poetic critique.
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Hey all… been away for a while. I just got back from a month abroad. I got to get away and spend time Japan. I visited several regions of Japan, spend entire days at Shinto and Buddhist temples. It was a must needed escape and chance to immerse in Japanese culture, art, cuisine and philosophy.
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Read MoreIn these cracks of old foundation,sorrow sets like mortar—slow, sure, unseen.Each grain of grief, a silent stone,fixing memory to what remains. Rain seeps through years of gray dust,marks the ambiguous wall.What once was pliant earthnow hardens into permanence. Footsteps echo on...
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Fantastic!
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Superb work.
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Powerfully penned, S. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreIn the hush between palms,steam pens its moist scripture—a rising breath of verdant silence. The bowl warms both hands,like remembered embrace;each sip, a slow return to cloister. Tatami sighs beneath the robe’s rustle,bamboo whisk murmurs devotion—froth of impermanence, foamed time. Outside a...
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Beautifully penned, S. Lovely write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I love the whole ceremony of it. Preparing the tea.
It’s another form of artistic expression in my opinion.
We have a dojo where I work that was a gift from Japan.
We have a koi pond too. Yes, the fish are from Japan too.It’s very peaceful. Even the pic!
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It may be a short putt but it’s a giant leap for 21st century poetry sir .. good on ya n all that bloomin jazz .. Neville