politics? religion? scathing social commentary?
is there any depravity too low to satirize?
its about crappy haiku, dammit. and chinese food. but mostly haiku.
sorry if you’re bored…
don’t blame me, I’m just a blog
politics? religion? scathing social commentary?
is there any depravity too low to satirize?
its about crappy haiku, dammit. and chinese food. but mostly haiku.
sorry if you’re bored…
don’t blame me, I’m just a blog
I don’t get bored. I never have. Do you know what it feels like?
Kim
unfortunately, yes. i’m well versed in the many shades of boredom. hence the apology to the self inherent in the title. and then the little ‘fuck you’ to the self inherent in the tagline.
But, but…what does it feel like? What are the shades? I want to know.
Fuck you inherent in the tag line? Oh…
So, does that mean no description?
Kim
the shades of boredom (of which there are five) are monochromatically grey. if you were to line them up, one next to another, you would just barely be able to make out a subtle difference in gradation between the first and the last. the leftmost tastes of ash, when you stand too close to a fire and the wind blows in your face. next is the fleeting memory that your conciousness just can’t quite hold onto; it is the malevolent rebellion of the part of your mind that wishes you harm. in the center are three voices, so achingly close to harmony that to listen would bring madness. rightward is the dream of a path, where the scenery never changes and the destination is never reached. and the farthest shade is overwhelming disappointment; knowing that same action brings same result, but being unwilling to break the cycle.
and then you move on. or you don’t. – world keeps spinning either way
Wow, a present at 1:27 AM after grading literature papers that evoked visions of slitting my wrists or burning the papers. Also, an editing job which was fine and fancy free.
Thank you!
Now I feel like I am truly missing something…..
The no shades or ashes here Kim.
of the two options
burning papers is better
then slicing the wrists
just don’t breathe the ash
and start upon the journey
through shades of boredom
I think I got high just reading the above exchange between the two of you. That is awesome.
then i highly recommend you visit miss kim over at ‘on any other day’ (link on the right) she’s got some very kewl photos, artwork, poems and prose gathered on her blog. in fact, i credit her with introducing me to agha shahid ali and what has become my all-time-favorite poem ‘even the rain’ :