Making Images: from the land of a million gods
In the developed world, we are actually taught to make images to symbolise or represent almost everything—images for remembering, for recognising, to navigate, and so on, and we excel at it.
The Gravitational Pull of Lips on Rooms
There is nothing more to say, and nothing much has been said. Quantities of talk are measured carefully, like rice and tea, so we revert to our mother culture in such times of impasse. With your full pink-beige lips, you immerse yourself in sucking up countable buckwheat noodles and exactly one measure of scorching green tea. At the same time, I spread butter thoroughly on toasted homemade bread and silently sip endless cups of espresso with my thin, pale red.
Woman in the Fifth
The erotic burns images into our souls. Or does it simply mirror them? This may happen unexpectedly when an image, word or sound ignites a deep feeling entirely out of the blue. It takes us by utter surprize; the body reacts without the mind’s interference, and we know it is a pure and ancient event.
Cultivate Sound Energy
I’ll introduce myself as this is my first post to this innovative publication. I’ve been a mindful educator for several decades, working at the university level worldwide, and, more latterly,
Urban Pirates
He stands dark by the train door. She notices his darkness and registers that this is a crucial moment somehow. She excuses herself by putting her brief case down on
Silence
My father was always silent. He never told me about his feelings or his life. As a child, he never enriched my powers of imagination by sharing the pictures of his mind. I always thought he didn’t share them because they didn’t exist, and so, as his heir, his ticket for the family line, I failed to find my own pictures…………..
Dinner with Geisha
You seem thrilled to meet again, though I cannot be sure. Nothing’s certain here regarding feelings; faces and eyes are no gage. You’re busy reading the air as we greet each other
The Artist
A young woman flees from war into a foreign country. She has no money or way of earning any, so she sleeps in the marketplace on a doorstep, washing in
Peacocks: humans transcending
Ancient Indians, like the Aborigines of Australia and Japanese Shintoists, believed wholly in the supernatural and the natural world. They especially envied the characteristics of some animals. The peacock was
Torn Out Twice
Crawling alien — wet belly down, chafed and chapped skin, no claws or fur to protect an exposed white membrane. The hillside quietly drinks from snowmelt, roots peeping up as