A WEEPING WORD
A bold little word that once propelled our civilization forward, a word that basked in the crowd’s fervent adoration upon the stage, a word that seemed simple, yet proved elusive: convenience. At some indistinct point in time, a modifier appeared before it: my. Perhaps they were destined for each other. One day, the two became one and strutted proudly through the world. But then… from
GUESTS IN THE OTHER ROOM
I have come to the beach I had pictured for so long What catches my eye is sand lifted by the shovelful Warm and fine— but sand cannot be strung on a thread Inside, I am all seashells They gleam more brightly among the foam My pockets are deep enough I think of the lovely ones their translucent hearts showing through a little I slip them safely
TO A USELESS QUESTION
Four months after I stopped feeding the stray cats that used to seek out my home, I opened the front door and unexpectedly found myself face-to-face with a kitten begging for food. It was so emaciated that it looked like a scrap of lumber. I could not hold out for even a week; in the
La Pastorella (Die Schäferin von Val Gardena)
If there is a flower that blooms wherever it may fall, If there is a song that gathers hearts in love wherever it is sung. La Pastorella - Italian adaptation Composer: Walter Geiger Lyrics: Robert Jung Singers: Hermann Prey Il frutto dell'amore no, non è vergogna, no, non lo è È puro come l'acqua che al mare va E lei, convinta
I’M CLUMSY AT LIVING
Nuna, how was it that you came to marry a man so inept, and so came to suffer pain after pain? Latte, how was it that you followed so wretched a man, and lost the smile that should so plainly have been yours? With the passing of time, one ought to grow wise and capable, yet
네가 있음으로 – Because You Exist
With sincere gratitude to the arranger for the beautiful introduction, interlude, and piano accompaniment, I created this video of the completed song
Because you exist — A Late Autumn Saturday Afternoon
[video width="1280" height="720" mp4="https://adore.gallery/wp-content/uploads/06251.mp4"][/video] 네가 있음으로 - 늦가을 토요일 오후 - 작사곡 홍윤기 2020 - 네 있을 곳을 정해주지 않은 것은 산으로 난 오솔길에서 억새 오른 비탈길에서 붕긋한 솔밭길에서 쉬어가는 그루터기 낙엽길에서 네가 숨어 기다리길 바라서다 돌아와 앉은 마음의 의자엔 언제 왔는지 네가 난로를 쬐고 나는 과일술에 뜨거운 물을 부어 네 볼을 닮은 발그레한 두 잔의 차를 만든다 이미 향긋이 취한 늦가을 토요일이다 절로 취한 외로운 자의 오후다 손잡고
New Microchip Door
I have finished installing a German-made SureFlap Microchip Pet Door in the new wooden door I built and have now begun training my cats, Nuna and Latte, to use it. Since I have not yet had microchips implanted in them, I am currently using the RFID tags provided by the manufacturer, attaching them to their
Trapped in an Enclosure with Predators…
About an hour later, after roughly finishing my work, I opened the front door with a cup of coffee in hand. Instantly, a chorus of frantic bird calls poured in from outside. The front yard was unusually busy with the restless movements of my two cats. Something was clearly happening. The birds sounded unusually close. I walked
Schubert: Du bist die Ruh, D. 776
You are repose, The gentle peace, You are longing, And what can soothe it. To you I dedicate, Filled with joy and pain, As your dwelling place, My eyes and heart. Come and abide with me, And softly close Behind yourself The gates. Drive every other sorrow From this breast! May this heart be filled With your delight. This tent of my eyes, Illuminated only By your radiance— Oh, fill it completely! ============== Is it
