after sei shōnagon solar flares on the surface of skin | how a candle flame dances with shadow sails of a brigantine | wings of a moth | snake skin that is shedding me we can all go up in flames as the wind catches just right | wrong moonlight pools on water dreaming| sunlight dapples feet here-and-now smooth enamel of the bath | sediment at the bottom of the ocean either can be a throne, either can swallow a woman whole feel of brush strokes on canvas |scratch of a pen on paper | fingers trace where flesh curves bone i don’t think we're supposed to know if the taste of tears varies according to their mood everything will be ok, as told by the touch of a hand or a look in the eyes, i will take either right now letting go and giving up are not to be compared nor with walking away grief cannot be greater or less than the sum of each human experience finding out the truth and looking for lies are different yet both result in a life before and a life after i think only time can stop us from comparing things by emma blas My eternal gratitude to poet Amy Kay, who introduced me to Sei Shōnagon's pillow book, and the incredibly contemporary 1,000 year old list poems and poetic prose within it. Sei Shōnagon was a lady serving the Empress Teishi at court in Japan, around the year 1000 and she documented daily life in her 'journal'. She lists beautiful and petty, witty and intelligent observations from courtly life, against titles such as: 'Rare things' 'Things that make the heart lurch with anxiety' 'Things that create the appearance of deep emotion' 'Things that make your heart beat fast' 'Elegant things' 'Things that lose by being painted' It's remarkable to me how relevant and relatable these 1000 year old lists are and the titles are poetically inspiring to gather observations against or to stimulate other titles. Read more about this book on Goodreads.
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