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.

Monday, 25 April 2011

A little bit of Turkish: Taş (Stone) Baş (Head) Yarmak (to split)

Her taş, baş yarmaz.
Not every stone will split your head.

The image of The Tower above is from a 1910 pack of tarot cards produced by Pamela Colman Smith for Arthur Edward Waite. For a modern reproduction I recommend the Pamela Colman Smith Commemorative Set.

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