Summer Project

Dear Reader,

This summer, instead of posting poems poetic fragments, I’m undertaking a project called Shapes of Women on my collaborative blog:

Shapes of Women

“The sheer impossibility of ever measuring up to the variety of selves thrust at a woman takes its toll in self-contempt. She is repeatedly exhorted by the media to assume a new persona, but of course, being human, cannot shed skins too gracefully.” Janet Sternberg

Thanks for your comments and likes over my first year on WordPress. Blogging need not be a lonely endeavour; it is implicitly a group collaboration. And you have made it enjoyable and rewarding.

Sincerely,

Kijo.

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Secret Public Meetings

She meets me in sleeves of flowers
and ants around her neck.
Where does she come from
and where does she go?

She greets me
in unabashed bloom,
where everyone can see
but no one is watching

our secret public meetings,
in metro parks, on city sidewalks.
I feign indifference, pen my ecstasy,
to those devoted to punctuality.

They rush by.
I stroke her throat.
I could cry.
How does she do it, again and again?

 

 


 

We Have a Beaten Path Before Us (Remix #3)

Oh, sometimes
I get a good feeling, yeah,
Nothing could ever bring me down.
No, sometimes
I fade into darkness,
I never, never had before.
Enough is enough.
Wake me up.
Sun in the sky,
Scent of pine,
Freedom is mine,
So wake me up.

 

 


All words, including title ‘We Have a Beaten Path Before Us,’ are lyrics from songs Avicii has written or remixed.

 

 

 

star man, surfer dude

Kijo_SchoolOfSurfboards

what now
that there’s a car in space
but a dummy in the front seat

what now
that everyone’s equal
but no one is responsible

what now,
we carry wands called cellphones
to fix our first-world problems

back then,
they thought, let us
climb that, ride that,
build that, break that,
surf that, sail that, fly away,
find new lands, foul them up,
fix them in our image

what now,
modern man

you’ve conceived
and now you’re drawing a blank