Yesterday I went to a walk in the nearby nature reserve, to observe spring nature. The reserve is in town, so it's quite popular, and there were lots of other people, most of them with dogs. But they mostly walked this wide path that goes around the area, the smaller path up the hill was pretty deserted, I think I saw only two people there. And because there was quiet, also forest animals were hopping around there. So I almost bumped into a fox. When I first saw it, it was standing ...
I don't have any particular reason for posting this here; I just got the urge to put it up. Here it is. Reflection on Poetry Poetry; a simple thing Yet contested by so many Like art; life itself. -MOON-struck Look at that crappy haiku. Isn’t it terrible? It was written by an amateur poet, a teenage boy who wants something he cannot have. Poetry is like that; in a weird, ...
Updated May 29th, 2013 at 03:47 PM by Mooncake (colored the poems)
I have also had people do the following: Wonder if I was Native American. Admittedly, I tan really easily and my hair is often very long, while I live in a community not far from a reservation. Wonder if I was half. I went to dinner with my adoptive mother, a white woman, and the people we were with assumed my late father was obviously where I got my looks from. Wonder if I could handle some specific kind of pepper. ...
Updated May 31st, 2013 at 10:19 AM by Arashi_Leonhart
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