no sunlight
no clouds
no wind
no music
no flowers
no color
no faces
no mother
no father
no brother
no family
no prayers
no tears
no explanation
no solace
Blogs I Follow
- Written Words Never Die
- Folio and Ink
- tornadoday
- thebookybunhead
- Jack Flacco
- Writings of a Mrs
- My Words
- sophiebowns
- Book Reviews & Poetry
- snowy lamb ; juicy peach
- Michele D'Acosta
- The Beautifully Grotesque
- harmonicsdb
- Photography Art Plus
- A is for
- The Culture Monk
- Shawn L. Bird
- Nicholas O'Neill
- Romancing the Bee
- livingforcreativity
You know, bussokuseki, it is very striking to me how much this came out like the Heart Sutra. Not intentional, but surely no accident.
Thank you. This is the inverse of “white.” That was what memory there still is. This is what memories aren’t there.
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