My Leaves
'I feel as if I'm losing all my leaves. The branches, and the wind, and the rain. I don't know what's happening anymore.' - Anthony (‘The Father’) https://opensea.io/assets/ethereum/0x30BBF7863Ac25A8425A7BdE8397C237C579F038b/0 Struggling wordlessly into the light Startling eruption of limb As green as green has ever been Flowing and fumblingly growing Out of dark moist cloisterHail Mary Blessed is the fruit Of thy womb Pray for us now.We are born Sun seekers Gargantua...
My Leaves
'I feel as if I'm losing all my leaves. The branches, and the wind, and the rain. I don't know what's happening anymore.' - Anthony (‘The Father’) https://opensea.io/assets/ethereum/0x30BBF7863Ac25A8425A7BdE8397C237C579F038b/0 Struggling wordlessly into the light Startling eruption of limb As green as green has ever been Flowing and fumblingly growing Out of dark moist cloisterHail Mary Blessed is the fruit Of thy womb Pray for us now.We are born Sun seekers Gargantua...
Luang Prabang
To your people the Mekong means business The Nam Kang is their playground *** Your children have suffered much From your beauty and your weakness Their children will suffer for their beauty too *** But their smiles Ngaam lai, ngaam lai lai And their warmth Khawp jai, lai lai. *** Luang Prabang: A jewel on a pinhead Trying to balance
Luang Prabang
To your people the Mekong means business The Nam Kang is their playground *** Your children have suffered much From your beauty and your weakness Their children will suffer for their beauty too *** But their smiles Ngaam lai, ngaam lai lai And their warmth Khawp jai, lai lai. *** Luang Prabang: A jewel on a pinhead Trying to balance
Ariel
Where are you dreaming child of the sea?Peter Pink-Howitt, "Ariel", algo-art 2021 CEI awoke to the dawn without you The first light of the day Illuminated only your absent shadow The memory of you Burned in my mind Before I had opened my eyes Only yesterday We drifted together contentedly And, with just one arm, I enclosed you completely https://opensea.io/assets/0x495f947276749ce646f68ac8c248420045cb7b5e/70756795188882102134844406292945300059037380610701090253316037097015421698049
Ariel
Where are you dreaming child of the sea?Peter Pink-Howitt, "Ariel", algo-art 2021 CEI awoke to the dawn without you The first light of the day Illuminated only your absent shadow The memory of you Burned in my mind Before I had opened my eyes Only yesterday We drifted together contentedly And, with just one arm, I enclosed you completely https://opensea.io/assets/0x495f947276749ce646f68ac8c248420045cb7b5e/70756795188882102134844406292945300059037380610701090253316037097015421698049
Journey Down The Mekong
Sleepy towns divided by a stone's throw Speaking different languages within hearing distance And always the river's lullaby Its sweetly caressing song: *** "your differences are arbitrary if only you would know and like my distant tributaries you form the same great flow" *** Two days we drifted languidly Past elephant and buffalo And children playing free *** All As we Schooled daily In flowing Sagacity
Journey Down The Mekong
Sleepy towns divided by a stone's throw Speaking different languages within hearing distance And always the river's lullaby Its sweetly caressing song: *** "your differences are arbitrary if only you would know and like my distant tributaries you form the same great flow" *** Two days we drifted languidly Past elephant and buffalo And children playing free *** All As we Schooled daily In flowing Sagacity
Optimism at 3.00 a.m.
Peter Pink-Howitt, "blood-letting of sorts", algo-art 2022 CE"Something to do with violence a long way back and wrong rewards and arrogant eternity" (Phillip Larkin) *** A blood-letting of sorts heralded your first day here. Prehistoric beast that you seemed in your fear. *** Fear that needed, needs still, a little more than a kick in the teeth and three words to heal. *** Confusion inevitably ensued, and the twisted fears turn us all inside-out, or rather, they skew our futures with incessan...
Optimism at 3.00 a.m.
Peter Pink-Howitt, "blood-letting of sorts", algo-art 2022 CE"Something to do with violence a long way back and wrong rewards and arrogant eternity" (Phillip Larkin) *** A blood-letting of sorts heralded your first day here. Prehistoric beast that you seemed in your fear. *** Fear that needed, needs still, a little more than a kick in the teeth and three words to heal. *** Confusion inevitably ensued, and the twisted fears turn us all inside-out, or rather, they skew our futures with incessan...
