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THE PLUM GATHERER
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Desolation dreamed, of a less Golden cage So my heart to rocking Like a song in a boat On a rainy day, without fish To every face, I say farewell Which of my possession do I propose to leave? My jeweled faith or my Unfaithful friends, desolation holds This feigning…
Alysha Kaye’s The Waiting Room Blog Tour – Sneaking on July 18th!
Originally posted on Joe's Geek Fest:
I’m delighted to be part of the lovely Alysha Kaye’s blog tour for The Waiting Room. This is really a delightful story where the author uses a waiting room for your next life to deal with issues of love, life and existence within the context of a couple…
THE KLAATU DISKOS SERIES: Imaginative and Seamless
Originally posted on BookPeople:
~review by Sara H. The Klaatu Diskos Series by Pete Hautman The Obsidian Blade (2012) The Cydonian Pyramid (2013) The Klaatu Terminus (2014) Tucker Fey’s parents have suddenly gone missing after a strange phenomenon is witnessed above their house – a perfectly circular shaped distortion of light. After weeks of his…
CHINESE PSALM
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Jade dew withers in Autumn’s husks The wounds of the groves of maple Trees are open On Du Fu Mountain, in Li Bai gorge Undertaking a mission, for leaves to fall The river surges with waves to kiss the sky The quiet morning light bleeds for hidden pillows Reed flowers…
BROODING UPON THE RAIN-SOAKED BELL
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
She brings a broom at dawn to my heart For peach-petals open and blooming After the moon shone from a palace beyond time Dust fills my spirit’s halls from end to end And, for all her jade-whiteness My devotion cannot tell the Court of the Bright Sun How I have…
ALWAYS SOMEONE’S GUEST
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
It is no surprise, the mouth of suffering Cannot compare to the Bending River The embroidery of nature renews all ill-sentiments The waters refresh where once we tasted poisons Dew chills the lotus pod of our youth Mornings taint our flesh with anticipation The pearly curtains of new days give…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 