Seoul Searches its Own Son
August 14, 2020
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Running in Prague with Kafka in My Mind
August 9, 2020
Tide Swagger of Mont Saint Michel
August 6, 2020
Trees slumber fascination
August 2, 2020
I’ve never known trees slumber better than a procession of quietness, of sadness and the shirking high pitches of forestprimal creatures.It’s a vulture of beauty turning to harshness in wild vinesand weeping robes of colors. I cannot sleep with the sounds of forest telling me to throw a deep shadow and reflection into the narrow … More Trees slumber fascination
Unspoken
July 31, 2020
Birds flew over the wooden bench wherehe sat tall and simple,a lump on his throat, wanting to say something special.There were mad dreams in his mind,miles, hills, and spread of fieldscrossing over laughters and weddings.Unshaven, red-eye from waiting for that moment.I ran away to the trip of promise, the highway of rushing machine balls,leaving the … More Unspoken
Cat’s Desire
July 29, 2020
You jumped like a serial thief of the night,unto the lighted gatepost.The clear, the soul darting eyesmerged into a haunting hormone purring.Why did the clothed sky feel the cuddling of your soft hair?Do your independent dreams stretch the magic sleep of heaven’s breast?Your whiskers trembled at the smallest of black swept-lips licking and nine lives … More Cat’s Desire
A Little More
July 26, 2020
There’s a little more, a little further and deeper,into the heart, into an apartment shower,rough, rogue and robust;someone who knowsso much refuge,the navigatingroad maps of eucalyptus splitting branches,and scroll full terrain pennedin long hands and phrases,the bathing forest, fierce and fearsome,Yes, a little lighter,like the manuscript of leaves falling and decomposing,A little more hurried,the anxious … More A Little More
Hongkong Condensed with Disconcerting Voices
September 21, 2019
After we crossed the Tsing Ma Bridge, a marvel of a suspension bridge that connects the city from the airport, it was only then that I told myself, I will see this city with a new set of lenses. I will scour my traveler’s suitcase of a lens that listens, from a distance and from … More Hongkong Condensed with Disconcerting Voices
Running in Prague with Kafka in My Mind
July 20, 2018
There are two ways of discovering the soul of a city. The first option is to marvel its emblematic nocturnal lights and sound which also means tracing the illuminations and patterns of the skyline. In here, the ubiquitous neon signs of commercialism and fetishism of the slim and languid bodies of the young are laid bare. To rise-up early is the second option. It entails wearing a … More Running in Prague with Kafka in My Mind
An infatuation with Chekhov
July 12, 2018
“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” – Anton Chekhov Last night was a serendipitous discovery of a Chekhov short story while I was driving home. My knowledge of this Russian literary titan is of a good playwright. I have read the “Orchard” years ago and … More An infatuation with Chekhov
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