květy voskovky zasypavají mě když spím
olejem vonným jsem
zapaluji se
procházím
starobylými dveřmi obrostlými pralesní věčností
na kamenných nádobách nánosy pylu
dávno zmizelých rostlin
prosévám jej mlhavými vzpomínkami na doby
kdy jsem nebyla zde jako teď
stín, kterým jsem
zanechává jen kouřové stopy
a tvaruje to, co zůstává,
když esence vůně
je víc než já
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June 23, 2009 at 4:41 pm |
hey anna
thank you for writing at my bog. yes I love your bog, too:-)
I have to be careful when you arrive at japan where might not be ready for accepting you because Everything is very very KAWAIIIIIIIIII….. I am really hoping that we can sing in the sauna with mosquito net and alcohol like we did before ….. of course without air conditioner!! fuck them baby
I really would love to join your hippy-dippy party. but I am afraid I can’t provide those kind of places…… let me know your plan with kansan or whoever.
June 23, 2009 at 4:44 pm |
yes.
last saturday, kansan called me, and we are gonna meet in the beginning of July. and 2 days ago, I met kaori (it was miracle) and we went out for dinner and talk about so many things. and could met byonhun, too.
it reminded me of the days you were here, TSUKUBA. I am really happy that I could meet your people (of course for me they are precious people, too) recently. thinking of you !!
xoxo