In anticipation of leaving, I step out, Adjusting my coat and bag for the rain. Saying goodbye with my eyes To a now-familiar fragment Of the visual opportunity Unexercised. 2008/09/25
Finally stepping outside My nostrils fill With the scent of abated rain 2008/09/24
Standing near a railing near the sea Freezing in the wind, under the sun I don a coat, it flaps with my hair The rhythm of the waves; my earth Sailing past the bay. Sitting to recover heat A wave of goosebumps distributes Warmth. 2008/09/22
Hearing seagulls in the predawn Non-embrace The light, sound, waking Open internal eyes Looking at one another Unfamiliar Once more, drawn, inescapably To learn 2008/09/21
Piercing the soft layer of clouds: Above, more clouds, harder 2008/09/20
the tops of autumn clouds retreating around the curve of the earth 2008/09/19
How does a stalagmite form?

Within subterranean waters, small crystals of marble are dissolved into invisible uniformity by stifling gases mixed with the prevailing flow.

When the stream inadvertently, but inevitably, leaves its burrow, falling through open air, the freshness immediately relieves the liquid of its solvent, freeing tiny, pure white particles.

Rarely is the airborne flow great. It drips slowly, leaving some larger unmodified torrent to make its way down, down to deeper stones through unlit caves.

The drops hit, and hit, and hit, leaving behind their crystal impurities; eventually the point of departure constructs a monument to itself.

Through the gradual piling of discards, it attains a height which cannot be ignored.

2008/09/14

Two writers walk A path irregularly obstructed By monstrous roots. Arguing over the meaning of story, Not a word is written. At a junction, they hastily Choose. Divergence. Leaving trails of unread pages Dripping with ink. 2008/09/04
I cannot say that music fills me, because I cannot believe in my ability to receive without distorting. Music casts a beam on the crystalline structure of instrospection, scatting in colors. Through internal reflection, the energy saturates my cavity beneath the flesh. I am a vessel into which is poured a concentrate uncontainable. As my skin is finally perforated, through goosebumps undulating down spine and arms, I dissolve into radiance, blending into light that was all around, but unnoticed, until now.

2008/08/25

Sleeping is the hardest time. It isn't the vacancy beside me - that emptiness is tempered by the refreshing honesty of solitude. But in the confines of a borrowed room, I am cut off, by modern privacy, from the umbilical threads of companionship that, unbeknownst to their sources, are keeping me alive.

     2008/08/23

With back turned stubbornly to the light I see you, honesty, retreating before me. Why do I feel such envy, hardening into a throbbing ember of hatred, towards you, featureless doppelganger? Your unfailing darkness is free. You do not suffer the love of friends to lift you to unsustainable heights. Staring hard at the cavity which should contain your gaze of malice to match my own, I find that even my greatest emotional exertion is easily contained, absorbed, and forgotten.

     2008/08/17

Fleeing the sun's glare for the shade of the pines and the comfortable glow of friendship. 2008/08/16
Light filtered through pine needles Lifting her sunglasses And squinting upwards 2008/08/15
Love is a word A word is an impulse Passing from my lips to your mind Through smooth perturbations And reflecting Speak it! Speak it! Free it! Free it! But don't forget to protect To capture, sequester The touch you'll remember Is all that lasts forever 2008/08/13
If, of the turbulence, Of currents competing, You tire, Seeking relief, You grasp But are denied purchase. Trade your jealousies For abiding meloncholy. Rather than fight, wait. Pass your fingertips Over mildewed walls in the gloom As you slip free of the winds. But with an open hand Let go. 2008/08/12
Stepping in one another's footprints Sledding on one another's trails 2008/01/19
changing seats on the bus to sit next to a stranger I strike up a conversation 2008/01/10
straight, cutting dragonfly wing-glow I blink 2007/07/02
My beard retains water. How queer! How discomfiting That a part of me Could be so compromised Unexpectedly. Yet moving on, My idle fingers Brush my lips and nose and eyes. I find a surface alien To my recollection. Should I explore further The extent of familiarity Of the parts constituating me? Considering the possibilities, I hesitate indefinitely. 2008/07/18
morning mist settles atop pine trees in spiders' webs 2007/11/05
手に涙　桜気付かなく 顧みる てになみだ　さくらきづかなく　かえりみる tear-soaked hands cherry blossoms unnoticed looking back 2007/04/10
steel fibers woven thickly about flesh 2007/03/08
温かい　研究室で　冬はない あたたかい　けんきゅうしつで　ふゆはない In the warm Laboratory There is no winter 2007/01/25
島国や　集団の和は大事　繰り返し 2007/01/22
青海や　岩棚に座り　遠く見る あおうみや　いわだなにすわり　とおくみる Ah, the blue sea! Sitting on a rocky shelf looking far away. 2007/01/19
窓の外　松葉が交ぜた　細雪 まどのそと　まつばがまぜた　ささめゆき Outside the window lies finely powdered snow with intermingled pine needles. 2007/01/14
（あす） 明日の朝　落ちる松葉は　まだ緑 あすのあさ　おちるまつばは　まだみどり Tomorrow morning... the falling pine needles will still be green 薄暗い　目を閉じたまま　寒い明日 うすぐらい　めをとじたまま　さむいあす The twilight before opening your eyes... Cold Tomorrow. 2007/01/08
冬の道　その潰された　洗い熊 ふゆのみち　そのつぶされた　あらいぐま A winter road... That crushed raccoon... 2007/01/09
せせらぎの　氷の割れ目　践み越える せせらぎの　こおりのわれめ　ふみこえる Stepping over a crack in the ice of a frozen stream. 2007/01/13
hand on sword-hilt frightened and trembling with readiness just one soldier 2007/01/18
松の影　林に入り　生き別れ まつのかげ　はやしにはいり　いきわかれ The shade of the pines... Entering the grove, never to meet again. 2007/01/17
In the pool, freezing cold, The seal swims. He is surrounded by a wall Made of ice. His fur covers his body, he is safe From the freezing water around him And the bitter cold snow. It does not touch him. Predators perish crossing the glacier, Others do not make the attempt. He is content to bathe. In time, a seal's corpse in a small pool Is frozen solid and buried with snow. It is integrated Into an uncrossable plain of ice. circa 1999