Tag: Free-form Jottings
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Pittsburgh
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I walked out with a black T-shirt and the wind blew. It is Pittsburgh's weather. This quiet city, with numerous churches around the corners, has a mild temperature and a just-right moisture. Houses are small and low. They are made of red bricks, and white sakura trees…
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On Love and Farewell
Somehow I stumbled upon a poem by Borges today. Funny things, I encountered Borges last year because of another friend. But I didn't get to know this tender part of Borges that I got to know today. I knew him as a philosopher who focused on phenomenology and…
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First day
I am flying to Pittsburgh today. The flowers blossomed. The pink lilies opened up their petals and the yellow sunflowers gained a hint of orange. They are beautiful, I wish you could see. I felt as if my body had lost its power. My limbs.. moved without any intentions. I…
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立春
Spring began yesterday. I was in New York and the wind was unexpectedly cold. The glittering lights of the buildings mocked the lingering of winter. A particular coldness sharpened the bone. I was just getting out of a dizziness. The warmth inside the restaurant choked me, and I just finished…
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Changes
There is only one thing I want to hide. One thing which I do not want to see, even to think of the possibility, that as time passes. Changes. The past is beautiful. And I could extract as much beauty as I want from the forgotten obscured fragments. Hands, legs,…