tart hibiscus on my tongue
returns memories of stolen kisses
over doumbek & warmed rania
while thick windows
full of commuting crowds
rush to beat the thicker snowflakes
falling on rescue red buses
roaring past to carry them home
Foxes — a Ji Yun quote
Photo by Freezer on Unsplash Humans and beasts are different species, but foxes are between humans and beasts. The dead and the living walk different roads, but foxes are between the dead and the living. Transcendents and monsters travel different paths, but foxes are between transcendents and monsters. Therefore one could say to meet a fox is strange; one could also say it is ordinary.
Human beings and physical objects belong to two different categories; fox-spirits stand somewhere between the two. The paths of light and darkness never converge: fox-spirits stand somewhere between the two. Immortals and demons go different ways; fox-spirits stand somewhere between the two.
~ Ji Yun, 1789, in Notebook from the Thatched Cottage of Close Scrutiny
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Foxes — a Ji Yun quote
casting runes — 17oct25
thurisaz going back to ground
to wrap myself in earth
before the long cold falls
stone away blind
ravens shout greetings above
in the ancient oak tree
a single snowflake,
leaden skiesA poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.
Today’s rune is thurisaz, which has several core translations: “thorn” or “giant”. The rune is often associated with pain or discomfort (often for an important transitional or transformative reason) or raw power that may be destructive. It is also considered protective, regenerative, and is frequently associated with women’s menstrual health.
Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.
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casting runes — 17oct25
Gate 32B
Photo by Joel Tasche on Unsplash Wind and needle-sharp snowdust blew something coughing and swearing through Gate 32B. They had opened the door but a crack so that Mark and the other guards would have an easier time of pushing it back into the closed position after their “guest” had entered. The servos were nightfroze again and no one had wanted to open the gate in the first place, but you just did not leave folks out in the cold on a night like this.
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Gate 32B
fantasy tale
Photo by Paul Bill on Unsplash though she was no virgin
and he no unicorn,
he rested his head in her lap
and visioned their journey
riding across still waters in
the shimmer of dreamTo like/comment:
fantasy tale
