Category Archives: poetry

Babel Rising: 4 – At 4:00 am

4 – At 4:00 am At 4:00 am, Salm woke up with the ethereal feeling that the whole night sky was shining through the window. His tabletop, tilted 110o to face his bed, was glowing softly. It was strange that his … Continue reading

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the edge of a continent. . . .

At 4:00 am, Salm woke up with the ethereal feeling that the whole night sky was shining through the window. His tabletop, tilted 110o to face his bed, was glowing softly. It was strange that his favorite pillow was almost inaudibly … Continue reading

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the unshining

the unshining there were these smart crows who picked open the house locks, and watched late night shows. © said sadain, jr. 2018 Author’s Note:  If you’ve seen that 1980 movie of Stanley Kubrick, The Shining, then you would already … Continue reading

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a wordy haiku?

word power words are mighty source of both understanding and misunderstanding. © said sadain, jr. 2018

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a crabby haiku

of crabs and mentalities  why do you get blamed for their own mentalities? o crab, you’re just fine. © said sadain, jr. 2018 

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the wind will have its purpose

  the wind will have its purpose the wind ruffles my thoughts that cling like leaves to branches, a tree takes root, a bird must fly and leaves will whisper to the wind

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mt. tumantangis

mt. tumantangis (from the collection: Mt. Tumantangis and Other Poems on Sulu) she lays open the breast to the sea and crouches low enough to ward off the winds, her brows impose the wisdom of the time harder than the jutting … Continue reading

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