Gulls crossing the dark screen of the Lenovo sitting on the cafe table, gifted by Nance after the 2G system was shut down in Singapore. (A couple days ago impossible answering Altaf's call for directions for a meeting in Footscray.) In six years without pruning the lemon had risen within touching distance at the Studio window. Behind from the kitchen window the pittosporum against the side fence and Hazel's plantings nearer; in the small square of the bathroom the native with the pale yellow belled flowers teeth-brushing and shaving. More still of stars and clouds crossing the roof windows that are the size of the new TV screens. A few days ago the introduction to little Angus in the front house occurred under lunar auspices. (I saw a moon, said he; duly confirmed through the lemon branches after we retraced our steps.) Tentatively too a sense of the different breezes distinguished through the various foliage and vestiges of the scents. After five years in the confines of Singapore the eye and ear were keen and caught by surprises one after the other. (Some unconscious channeling of Basho, in whose language particular words differentiate wind through many kinds of foliage; such as bamboo, maple &etc.)
Australian writer of Montenegrin descent en route to a polyglot European port at the head of the Adriatic mid-2011 shipwrecks instead on the SE Asian Equator. 12, 36, 48…80, 90++ months passage out awaited. Scribble all the while. By some process stranger than fiction, a role as an interpreter of Islam develops; Buddhism & even Hinduism. (Long story.)
Tuesday, April 11, 2017
Basho Autumn (Melbourne)
Gulls crossing the dark screen of the Lenovo sitting on the cafe table, gifted by Nance after the 2G system was shut down in Singapore. (A couple days ago impossible answering Altaf's call for directions for a meeting in Footscray.) In six years without pruning the lemon had risen within touching distance at the Studio window. Behind from the kitchen window the pittosporum against the side fence and Hazel's plantings nearer; in the small square of the bathroom the native with the pale yellow belled flowers teeth-brushing and shaving. More still of stars and clouds crossing the roof windows that are the size of the new TV screens. A few days ago the introduction to little Angus in the front house occurred under lunar auspices. (I saw a moon, said he; duly confirmed through the lemon branches after we retraced our steps.) Tentatively too a sense of the different breezes distinguished through the various foliage and vestiges of the scents. After five years in the confines of Singapore the eye and ear were keen and caught by surprises one after the other. (Some unconscious channeling of Basho, in whose language particular words differentiate wind through many kinds of foliage; such as bamboo, maple &etc.)
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