but! there is hope. i'm in a poetry class right now, so i could, in theory, put up some of the stuff i'm writing for that class. it's mostly not very good, except for my sonnets, which ROCK. we'll see how that goes.


On AutumnOn Autumn Kiyohara Fukayaba Dates uncertain, probably early 12th centuryOn Autumn
Aki no umi ni Utsureru tsuki o Tachikaeri Nami wa araedo Iro mo kawarazu
In the waves of autumn's ocean The tides rise and fall. The moon,
Reflected in the waves Is shown in its true color. Washed in the motion of the sea It does not change.


The WorldThe World Ariwara Narihara 825-880The World
Kakikurasu Kokoro no yami ni Madoiniki Yume utsutsu to wa Yohito sadame yo
In the darkest shadows Of the blackness of my heart, I wander, lost. Is this a dream? People of the shadow world, Is my love real? Am I the dream?


Growing OldGrowing Old Ono Komachi c. 12th centuryGrowing Old
Hana no iru wa Utsurinikeri na Itazura ni Wa ga mi yo ni furu
Nagame seshi ma ni
Flowers fade, their colors
No longer alluring to the eye I am left, thinking uselessly on desire On my faded youth, wasted Now that rains of time Have washed it away.
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On a lower level of understanding, The Fool is the psyche between incarnations, recently divested or not yet possessed of earthly qualities.
Keep an eye on my gallery on Project Stuka's "the last"
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