Tagged: discovery

the mortal root of

the mortal root of
the verb, to seek, is to never
find – simplicity

snaps its fingers to the beat
of our foolishness, amused
.
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at any given

at any given
moment, i pick up a
memory at the
lost and found, turn
it over and over
to locate where i
may have hidden a
signature, measure
the half-life of the
grooves, in the Y,
the L, weigh its
tickle factor, look
for the nearest
trading post
.
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when we came across

when we came across
the pecan tree last year, we
made a date to come

back next year, and the next, and
the next – man plans, the tree howls
.
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some days, you bump into

some days, you bump into
words you should have known
all along – kenchinjiru,
syndemic, awumbuk
you wondered how
you never longed
for them, a
kaukokaipuu
of sorts
.
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years later,

years later,
the fossil of
our meeting will cast
an impression formed
by the electricity
moving
from room to
room, when
we first became
aware
of one another’s
presence
.
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we find spices where

nine times out of

nine times out of
ten, magic
can be discovered
in the backyard.
eight times out of
ten, it’s for the
privileged few
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: privileged

perhaps there are

perhaps there are
multiple levels to this
ultimately uninvited
gaze –
you curating
the version to
witness and
inviting us
in as the self-
appointed master
of someone else’s
home, and we
can’t help but
look, completely
complicit
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: uninvited

january is

january is
finding new entrances to
be used as exits
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: entrances

january is

january is
discovering fruit where none
existed before
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: fruit