Sunday, August 30, 2020

hidden behind the leaves

three

rain drenched rocks lined the path of sodden leaves...master ko standing in the rain, old wooden gap-tined rake in hand, blue bandana draped over his head. To her entreaties he says, chinese fella say, no workee, no eatee. ha.

Sunday, August 23, 2020

hidden behind the leaves

This is the 2nd of 81 installments of the prosepoem Hidden Behind The Leaves. The first poem was published August 16, 2020. The four part narrative tells the story of Master Ko. 'Autumn' is the first part, and the seasons will provide a background theme for each subsequent installment. Earlier posts --- essays, stories, and poems --- can be found in the archives.

two

benri-ya---you say 'han-dee-mahn'---that's all ... leaning on a wooden handled broom with long reddish bristles, an old man wearing a patched and thread bare saffron robe, ran a knobby knuckled hand over the short gray stubble on his head, looking at mia, sucking his yellowed teeth, 'bout time you come, he had said ... handyman? laughing, handyman ... when dry he swept clean the stone steps up haguro to the shrine; when wet he cleaned the temple, the lodgings, the pagoda, the bell tower or simply sat in his small hut ... how long? how long, he muses, how long ... since before dirt, laughing, bobbing his head ... a few swipes with the wooden handled broom ... came after hiroshima, sucking his teeth, a-bomb ... bad comes from too many heads in soup, laughing, bobbing his head ... live here good place with myself


photograph M Simoni

Sunday, August 16, 2020

hidden behind the leaves

This is the first installment of my narrative prosepoem Hidden Behind The Leaves .  The four part narrative tells the story of Master Ko. 'Autumn' is the first part, and the seasons will provide a background theme for each subsequent installment. Earlier posts ---essays, stories, and poems---can be found in the archives.

one

name just ko, a finger tracing ideogram in palm of hand: ... that 'ko', mia says, and ko says, or this one ok too, drawing: ... old, child, says mia ... ko laughs, old child, bobbing his head...sitting on stone bench outside haguro shrine, clouds, the long road south to kanazawa, to kyoto, ise, north then to tokyo, ate bananas ... chuckling at the thought ... then on, north and west and home all at once in haguro