For breakfast I eat up my vowels, my a e i o u, to which I add from consonants a fricative or two;
After that I move my bowels then write as poets do, and frequently am quite surprised to feel a trill come through.

Sunday, 3 April 2011

IX - Kenosis

self emptying
to make one self nothing
fully divine, fully human

A little bit of Turkish: Kafes (Cage)
Bülbülü altın kafese koymuşlar, ah vatanım demiş.
Even in a golden cage, the mockingbird says 'oh, homeland'.

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