Moments of poetry. Fragments of philosophy.

  • random thought #1

    二法相因生中道义 In thinking and mediating the two ways, 道义would emerge A rose is a rose is a rose It is a rose. Surely a rose is a rose. Now what about a rose is a rose, is a rose? It is nonsensical other. The affect is a little like reading: I come by the mountain…

  • The poem falls…coming of (or from) the other. It lets itself be done, without activity, without work, in the most sober pathos, a stranger to all production, especially to creation. Che cos’è la poesia? (Derrida)

  • aku,

    menyusup ragaku dalam sinarSamudra,ringan sosok jiwa sekepingKupu-kupu,mencuri dalam sekelibatNyaliku,mengalir usap-usap membentukWahai suara,ayahku memanggil起 27.12.2023verse from 13.12.2005

  • Picture words

    [月] Reclining chair buoyant to cricket sounds [远] Fingering waves, crests rising and falling – stretching [labuh] 摇摇活

  • This poem is my ancestor

    Keluasan lautMenyesak dadaNapas terpautPada rasa seluas maut”Cinta”, Sitor Situmorang

  • random poem #2

    锦瑟无端五十弦,一弦一柱思华年。庄生晓梦迷蝴蝶,望帝春心托杜鹃。沧海月明珠有泪,蓝田日暖玉生烟,此情可待成追忆,只是当时已惘然。李商隐  the stringed zitherthe floating worldzhuangzi dreams of butterfliesthe changing tides and heartsthe moon is giant pearl over the oceantears, mists arising from the jade provinceshe, affected and bewildered,inscribes this moment to eternity.

  • All coincidental pieces fall and fit to a pattern

    at a lecture by Robin Grove, who on that occasion, recited Beowulf by Seamus Heaney, I couldn’t catch any of the words being a foreign student of English intimidated by any poetry, I just sat there listening, surrendering to the sounds It was years later when I had to teach poetry that I started to…

  • The Today Series by On Kawara

    On Kawara is a Japanese conceptual artist. He started painting the date of each day back in January 1966, and continued it till his death in 2014. The paintings are hand-painted meticulously, with markings unique for that day. There would be differences in the format of the Date, font size, font type, depending on what…

  • Anniversary Day

    Souls plucked as autumn leavesSilver grey is skyChildren of blue ribbonsbubblesfloats and toes – mirth, o mirth!shakes of milkshakeswholesome creamy,giggles and ticklesworld is jiggledo mighty wind!feet of indian dancersbeat stomping rhythmfast, fastsweats pouringsweats drippingin a whirl in a twirlsouls departas shooting stars (2005)

  • If your being is the inter-being, then why do you wish to hurt the other?

    THE INTER-SUBJECTIVITY The ‘never-seen’ which characterizes an always displaced and disguised object is immersed in the ‘already-seen’. We do not know when or where we have seen it, in accordance with the objective nature of the problematic; and ultimately, it is only the strange which is familiar and only difference which is repeated. THE UNCONSCIOUS The…