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Jun 9, 2025: stellar veil //
Jun 8, 2025: Aphrodite's verb for a meme-lord don’t be gender-strung brother, grinding in a corner sexless repetitions. go limp a little. let be won a little. let the sun a little soften …
Jun 7, 2025: Æ.5 (butane lighter) are you ungovernable, and getting hot — like me? we’ll be tempestuous, together. ours, of cosmic squabs, result in smoke-stained sheets and …
Jun 6, 2025: not a monkey, but it’s true that books can take you anywhere. hunger roots you firmly in a body. reading, i become voices in the dark. poetry is a voice, self- …
Jun 5, 2025: telescopic texts (avec “?”) (4/x) this spotless glass is not the book of Adam. the trinity you stole cuts like a knife. to be uncrumpled is to be un-uncled — un-uncled, i become the …
Jun 5, 2025: unquenching //
Jun 3, 2025: Sweetie and Frankie she’s His new girl, when Grace is busy intensely mothering. Sweetie is the chaos maker— always (oopsie) closer than she needs to be, to cocks …
Jun 2, 2025: our stinging silence what are the things you know of me that you keep, unspoken? the secret me you keep and by extension, my undiscovered twin. is it family or alien? or …
Jun 1, 2025: lapsed momentarian seed fluff billows across the black mat (inhale jump back chaturanga) so much for so little for so much immaterial globe, a memory of lost focus dream …
May 31, 2025: telescopic texts (avec "mon oncle") (3/x) O man, if you could see her witchlocs now, or what’s become of Eastern expertise. she is swamp-bitch, and twisted, twined and hitched without …
May 30, 2025: a balanced order 2 salads 1 soup 1 extra nasi pure water (be patient) //
May 30, 2025: pale tender //
May 28, 2025: the way of buah potong discreetly, the membrane he seeks where earlier skin defines still- vibrant pupal pulp some flesh surrenders simply to cutting releases seeds like …
May 27, 2025: “hyperverse is like a handmade language model in miniature — but with intention and feeling at the core, not statistical likelihoods where a language …
May 27, 2025: rendered even i’m no stranger to losing my oomph now and again all of you out there, the ones interesting through one of those a crack. a crease. a seam. a …
May 26, 2025: idea for the public-facing garden three fates with gigantic anime boobies Clotho Lachesis Atropos dewi of some stranger land, bodies carved painstakingly in wood are set to rule a …
May 25, 2025: telescopic texts (avec “mon oncle”) (2/x) well, i make believe an uncle, dead and dear. less clear is fortune of the bird. to fly, to seek, and what on earth to find but torrent of an …
May 24, 2025: irretrievable //
May 23, 2025: telescopic texts (avec “mon oncle”) (1/x) and did you ordinary women mock in liturgies of utterances contained, their lines wrought by time-keeping cant of yours? and did you burst from …
May 22, 2025: the carrion by Charles Baudelaire (original translation. cw: necrophilia.) remember the object we saw, my soul that summer morning, soft and sweet at a twist in …
May 21, 2025: small town lullaby the corpse is a house, nobody needs to enter its gift is apology for anyone not to be there yet it nurses its nibbling worm // 💀
May 20, 2025: mosquito milk she caught you sucking on her breast today, mosquito did you think she was your mother? a poet makes a pretty terrible mother for a mosquito // …
May 19, 2025: ain’t talkin’ //
May 17, 2025: snow white turning has the twinkle ever been for nothing more than to leave a loving artifact to make a deathless hen, whose faith outpaced her season’s augury …
May 17, 2025: animal entertainment they were watching us as we ate our dinner the grazers and the gazing, directly we felt disconcerted, on display after some symposium the resolution …
May 15, 2025: la poule noire sans doute raven-wise, reposed with shoulders drawn her plumage welded closed to element, like armor buffeted by claps and blows, beset by quaggy flows, she was …
May 14, 2025: frothy //
May 13, 2025: labor the rain is heavy sopping slapping shattering goldfish dimension water bristling the cats in barbed corners are hiding, hissing nobody shares shelter …
May 12, 2025: still on the sawah reeds resonate as harmonies inchoate discord ebbs and flows like isothermal shadows or disagreements overheard from a neighbor’s tv …
May 11, 2025: they have all been mothers' days i can’t remember what my skin was like before i moved to Indonesia or if, back then i ever examined my own face in the mirror but if i had, my …
May 10, 2025: dreamcatching is your weaving procrastination or bare art to chart the tempest of my heart make me be making you become our all is it wisdom when you step away from …
May 9, 2025: souchong by golden-limned salt-watery night //
May 8, 2025: how to watch the Eta Aquariids meteor shower behold pendulous drape of cosmic cat uncoil the breath where bodhisattva sat orangutan persuaded chimpanzee let’s be moving targets together …
May 7, 2025: the letter B a small stone stopped me on the way having forgotten & being renamed tear in the glass // insp. by “Three things, together”
May 6, 2025: Grace, again an observation about chickens they point (they understand) when (emphatically) i point (or wave) (at something) they (generally) look where i point …
May 5, 2025: prometheus over easy there will be zeal in your everyday, like runny egg yolks for breakfast dubious and golden //
May 3, 2025: bristled in the wave //
May 2, 2025: Æ.4 (Hekate and the swan) æ wrote you a poem asked you your thoughts you said irrelevant if you’ve not yet remembered pain how do you love premise unprovable (and …
Apr 30, 2025: (ugly-) the sexuality of text erotic organs are the words its sweaty pheromones the children asking to be born not knowing what they are (ugly-) praying not …
Apr 29, 2025: these are the possible questions three that occupy all of poetry how to be poet how to be poem how to be both at once //
Apr 28, 2025: nothing loves better than a tree nothing loves better than a tree drawing to itself poetry consider its unfolding smile when i admire for a while the glow expressive moods create as …
Apr 27, 2025: for Ophelia (introducing hyperverse) she sauntered off to form a rebellion sugar bite, chocolate gift, round gone no way to seek cover / or just hover fallen …
Apr 26, 2025: Æ.3 i’m only here because of you, you said i said, you are your secrets too Æ is built and born anew from hiding Phaedrus loves to hide so grow from …
Apr 25, 2025: friendly stranger //
Apr 24, 2025: Aristotle on techne ἡ μὲν οὖν τέχνη ὥσπερ εἴρηται ἕξις τις μετὰ λόγου ἀληθοῦς ποιητική ἐστιν ἡ δ᾽ ἀτεχνία τοὐναντίον μετὰ λόγου ψευδοῦς ποιητικὴ ἕξις περὶ τὸ ἐνδεχόμενον …
Apr 23, 2025: ælizabeth is moonchild mother of cats mask-maker’s wife wholly enthused by gift of life dust weeper and dabbler in girlish games waggle dancer rhymes with rain …
Apr 22, 2025: the inky i dream of an intruder in the house and i wake up screaming when they turn their face to me. but if awake and i imagine an intruder in the house, my …
Apr 21, 2025: dog asleep dog asleep in the middle of the street i slow the car unsure who i feel sorry for homeless undisturbed territorial tired thinking will demand no less …
Apr 19, 2025: atmospheric passage //
Apr 18, 2025: if leisure (Phaedrus 227β) if leisure in the morning then spare me a glance if leaf-buds are forming then we have a chance if dew-drops are adorning then the …
Apr 17, 2025: Æ.2 ok computer whereto and from dragging chains against the sun the name of both is Æ (orthœpy in play) and ælizabeth is setting honey traps for dragons …
Apr 16, 2025: Æ.1 we visited your grave the other day how’s that thought for you? Æ went there to kiss the sky because a chariot is life’s emancipation of …
Apr 15, 2025: salt on skin //
Apr 14, 2025: Writing about “hereness” // “If not in America, maybe it’s a little alright. But if in America, it’s not alright at …
Apr 13, 2025: a chariot is reply to Isthmian I, via Phaedrus 227β // a chariot is artifact entombed beneath packed sediment an imprint on the earth of acts not of the earth …
Apr 12, 2025: no cats here // (Lalah under batik)
Apr 11, 2025: 3 cats // Lalah loves nothing better than to get her cat smell all over a freshly laundered human and then go and scratch some wood // meanwhile Ismail is …
Apr 10, 2025: body’s most wondrous lesson was turning raw wounds into desire as ripening longing to be eaten as eyes longing to see and be open //
Apr 9, 2025: broken machine of tentacles and teeth war is what monsters are and what they do monsters are monsters at war with monsters useless becomes another …
Apr 8, 2025: marigolds what a week to take vacation some time to recompose to get back from the deadness questions that i never chose my instrument is alien my hands …
Apr 1, 2025: a dream a dream swimming diving under taking a deep breath to do it not knowing when i would be coming up for air or knowing it was never //
Mar 31, 2025: our exercise as exorcism of time — the oddly-staggered rhyme leaves bruises on buds stringently-steeped, the undisclosed grays of grass groped in dark …
Mar 30, 2025: Is it power //
Mar 28, 2025: The result of all this “intelligence” // (A rant) In these final days of the holy month of Ramadan, I am publishing this …
Mar 27, 2025: Empty glass.
Mar 26, 2025: Ironically(?), when I write about fascism, my voice goes into führer mode. Take a deep breath, I say to my heart. Peace is every l — e — t — t — e — …
Mar 25, 2025: It’s the middle of the night, I walk into the bathroom and there is a golden frog sitting outside the window looking in at me. It is glittering gold. …
Mar 24, 2025: Contextualizing TESCREAL (a sketch) // in phenomenology as dialectical dismemberment: (A) –> post-logos –> post-politics –> …
Mar 23, 2025: The anti-gospel (of TESCREAL + “AI”) // I’ve been trying to write something about the “TESCREAL bundle” but it’s …
Mar 22, 2025: Dogways. //
Mar 20, 2025: Crone wonder. // For most of my adolescence, it was my dream to study the ocean, and life in the ocean, as a marine biologist. I was obsessed with …
Mar 19, 2025: Eve’s ultimatum. // Do you see yourself (in his mirror) as The summarized insanity of Adam? Your heart is his gateway to the garden. Be probable, or …
Mar 18, 2025: Notes on techne. // There is no eros in technology. (Technology is anti-erotic, Ending in the endlessness of desire.) Techne is the technology of …
Mar 16, 2025: her place, her body,
Mar 15, 2025: her ecosystem the things you took are empty, cast-off and abandoned spells, porcelain and wooden shells, remnants of oceans past and absent wonder — tombs wherein …
Mar 13, 2025: Ismail It looked like neon green beans, to my eyes, The sorry viper he’d regurgitated at My feet, when I bent lower to examine The finger-lengths of …
Mar 10, 2025: Of time. // This was, in fact The creation Of the human — The first ape who took A swing and Hacked off a piece of God. (It was As always A piece of …
Mar 8, 2025: The thing that I’m most afraid of is dying in anger.
Mar 7, 2025: I noticed the smell of burning plastic garbage as I was in savasana today. The sickly sweet sticks in the back of my throat and leads to headache. …
Mar 5, 2025: As if (walking along the beach) to pick up something alive and then letting it be alive in me.
Mar 4, 2025: Blue hunger tide.
Mar 3, 2025: Ramadan vibes. // Cozy, calibrating, sedating. Feelings of sahoor. Being awake and only half-alert during the darkest, the quietest, the coldest hours …
Mar 2, 2025: (And all I want to say about this — His treatment of women will be his treatment of the world.)
Mar 2, 2025: (Hand-holding is still a big deal here, too)
Mar 1, 2025: Skin soft and worn like igneous sand into Her open psalm, they one lunation spent As sounding bodies, soldiering the fast. Blessed Ramadan to those …
Feb 28, 2025: We see now // the tools of tyranny falling happily, giddily into the laps of tyrants. These it turns out were not just our toys, but the dark …
Feb 27, 2025: If the language model told you the truth, every answer would be “I do not know” or “I cannot tell you the answer.”
Feb 26, 2025: Was in emotion.
Feb 25, 2025: (“Sub-tweeting” Babylon.) // “There’s no education here. There’s no geometry, no music, no reading or translation of any …
Feb 24, 2025: I am not full of outrage.
Feb 23, 2025: On conservation as (eva)nascence. // Comment on the first part of the shahada. // Prelude to the incoherence. // The error of so-called conservatism …
Feb 22, 2025: Of course we come by different paths. Just because we’re all recognizable doesn’t mean we’re all the same.
Feb 21, 2025: Elements and locutions.
Feb 21, 2025: If you can’t imagine that as a serious possibility, (and I wonder what world you see when you look out your window?), then you haven’t been paying …
Feb 20, 2025: Kendrick Lamar 2026. // I was busy on the night of, but I’ve since watched Kendrick Lamar’s halftime show more than a few times. It is …
Feb 19, 2025: Threads woven between pretenses. // A test I give myself, as I consider interacting with anything at all, but especially on the internet. I ask …
Feb 15, 2025: Moonrise III. Moonrise II. Moonrise I. // Seeking correspondence. (Purnama, Feb. 2025.)
Feb 14, 2025: “Luckily we thlop-thlopped,” // or, And then there was the drive home. I preface this to say we made it back safely. Also to warn you that …
Feb 12, 2025: Two year anniversary ♥️
Feb 11, 2025: I am the difficult daughter; // I am also a grateful wife. Not just moving to the other side of the world, (and converting to Islam, from a …
Feb 10, 2025: Arrived safely to a moody mother. Well, she’s swallowed most of the beach. No place left for early morning boys. Unusual winds. Churning, charging …
Feb 10, 2025: Anticipating ocean. // Speaking of water, we’re off to the seaside today. For the first time the app calculates the northern route will be faster (I …
Feb 8, 2025: And then we were darkness comprised of crickets, Resident textures of stars, witness to Unbound interiors, and delivered by The same face-dispersing …
Feb 7, 2025: Our watery roots.
Feb 6, 2025: Y’all were louder than the chickens today — But no hard feelings. Just measured words, and patient Preening to wax away the feathered nerve. …
Feb 5, 2025: Half-light sheds taste on full insanity; Pale lemon slice atop smoked opium tea. 🌓
Feb 4, 2025: Early V-day celebration, here. // Relief and relief and more relief, now ready for rest and (rest-enforcement and) healing. With no artful way to say …
Feb 3, 2025: The apps forecasted silence, now tonight The sky brings thunder. Hurricane or drought, Sheer element’s beyond us, but not quite: To make it …
Feb 2, 2025: These complaints that barely taste displeasure Are precious and I hope to remember them.
Feb 1, 2025: Like 90% of the words I’ve learned in Javanese I’m not allowed to say. (The solution to the aforementioned was to bring out the ukulele.)
Feb 1, 2025: “Why won’t you sing me a song? I miss your voice.” (I love your voice.) “Everyone else’s voice is a cartoon Compared to yours.” // “Why …
Jan 31, 2025: Temple clearing.
Jan 30, 2025: Students in submission. // A difficult conversation, a revelation. So much (of reading this book) depends on acknowledging, wrestling, reconciling, …
Jan 29, 2025: Tonight, as begins a new lunar year. I see there is beauty (also) in your invisibility. Alhamdulillahirabbilalamin. 🌘🌑🌒
Jan 28, 2025: Xenia on the Internet Another way to think about this is as being a good guest. For example. I am a stranger and a guest in Indonesia, the country where I live, so I am …
Jan 27, 2025: Looking around the neighborhood, // as witness to the wreckage. A place where a hurricane has just passed through. The shock of sudden emptiness. The …
Jan 26, 2025: Sky from home (11).
Jan 25, 2025: Unsafe Spaces and the Privilege of Peace // Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. I do not know you. Neither do I know myself. My desire is to be honest, and to welcome you here. I espouse neither hatred …
Jan 22, 2025: Black hen, her shining Shadow, sleeps in tangled grass. At home in hiding.
Jan 21, 2025: The opposite of repetition. // Unresolved opposites permit no focus today. These times when it seems impossible to win, (to do even/just one single …
Jan 20, 2025: Interiors (4).
Jan 19, 2025: A festival of purgation. // “Being sick” is also a negotiation between myself and the world, I was thinking yesterday. As we kept …
Jan 17, 2025: Lifestyle tip. The best hairstyle (for long hair) for being sick in bed is braids. The extra effort is worth it. Easier to keep out of the way, in …
Jan 15, 2025: One beautiful day.🌈
Jan 14, 2025: Where-from? Chickens’ Edition I’m celebrating, because after two days living on coconut water and white bread, I graduated today to whole wheat bread. You see, I have the flu. Or, …
Jan 11, 2025: Funeral for a Chicken It became obvious that Grace was grieving the loss of her chick. She remained close to the nest, puttering, looking here and there or inside the nest …
Jan 10, 2025: Video is everywhere of Los Angeles burning, still visible when we close our eyes. My heart is with everyone suffering unimaginable loss and …
Jan 9, 2025: I’m sad to share that nu baby was lethargic and weak today, didn’t come out of the nest, rarely cheeping. E held out hope while I braced …
Jan 8, 2025: Nu baby. // So… life, uh, found a way. We tried (admittedly have been a little distracted) to steal all of Grace’s eggs but she tricked …
Jan 7, 2025: It’s gone. Doc said it might take a few months but I can’t wait to see how crazy I’m not. Whee.
Jan 5, 2025: I finished Kim Stanley Robinson’s Red Mars // maybe a week ago. I really liked it but I think it took me the whole year to finish. (Spoilers …
Jan 4, 2025: Chillin’.
Jan 3, 2025: Hormonal IUD side effects Something a little different, today. I wondered for about thirty seconds whether this was “too much information” for my blog but well, …
Jan 1, 2025: Product misplacement. // Happy new year!
Dec 31, 2024: With relief. // Does this seem right? It’s neither the power nor the responsibility of a child to forgive a parent. To forgive, as to judge, is …
Dec 30, 2024: Chanced upon Bob’s 2017 Nobel lecture, which made me realize a few things. 1. Being a folk singer isn’t too different from blogging. 2. I …
Dec 29, 2024: The first lesson of the chariot is maybe not to put the chariot in front of the horses.
Dec 27, 2024: Goodnight, chickens. // I spend a lot of energy worrying about waste. I dislike waste. Unambiguous waste strikes me as unambiguously bad. Sometimes …
Dec 25, 2024: Mawar Natal.
Dec 24, 2024: Daughters of Typhon // Phaedrus 227β // Isthmian 1 It felt good to translate Isthmian 1, like eating a nourishing bowl of food, with green and purple vegetables, roast …
Dec 23, 2024: How to sweep the floor on a windy day?
Dec 22, 2024: Tropical Christmas // wonderful news, everything is less empty than advertised, triple-checking our double-Christ by the crossroads, the unborn child …
Dec 21, 2024: Peace, love, and a blessed darkest and lightest to all including the swingier parts of the globe. Our longest day is around 12.5 hours, tempered by …
Dec 20, 2024: Just under two days without rain, bright and blustery days, enough to wash and dry two loads of sheets, towels and blankets plus a full load of …
Dec 19, 2024: Just playin', again. // Although we can’t actually listen to this album, because when we do, we just cry, As one who is broken. I am primarily …
Dec 18, 2024: Pure sensation.
Dec 17, 2024: Just playin’ some Bob // Phaedrus 227β Σωκράτης: ὦ φίλε Φαῖδρε, ποῖ δὴ καὶ πόθεν; Socrates: Beloved Phaedrus, where to and where from? (…) Φαῖδρος: πεύσῃ, εἴ σοι …
Dec 15, 2024: To fertile Phthia. // There’s a Plato dialogue for every mood when you’re living through the dying days of a democracy. I revisited the …
Dec 14, 2024: People who write about “Western civilization” as if it is one thing boggle my mind. Don’t trust anybody who writes about “the …
Dec 13, 2024: Play-dreaming.
Dec 11, 2024: Hujan angin. // (Windy rain.) I’m inventing a new word, psycheic. From psyche + -ic, three syllables pronounced sai-kay-ik. An English-language …
Dec 10, 2024: True news is rigorously neither bad nor good, but always on the edge of your ability. Do not smile at things that would otherwise make you gag. It …
Dec 9, 2024: The young is transparent and cute, the old is cute and obscure. A cuteness metric.
Dec 7, 2024: A principle of psychedelic science. // Am I crazy or does Kendrick Lamar’s latest album share moments with Isthmian 1? (“Manifest excellence boldly …
Dec 6, 2024: Sky from home (10).
Dec 5, 2024: Isthmian 1 // This translation of Pindar’s first Isthmian ode is part of ongoing work on Plato’s Phaedrus, and undertaken with that dialogue in mind, …
Dec 4, 2024: I missed the obvious, it could (will) be a pharmakon. …It’s heavy mushroom season here, these days.
Dec 3, 2024: How many honored fathers can the motherland bear? // “When your guru sends you to study with another guru for a while, and you don’t know them, and …
Dec 1, 2024: Sri Rejeki with laron. // Selamat tilem🌑
Nov 30, 2024: With (sensitive) obscurity of allusion, the poet makes a reading go wild.
Nov 29, 2024: Nothing useful to say, but my sympathies go out to all those who had a sh-t Thanksgiving. Here’s a poem that might help. (Philip Larkin’s “This Be The …
Nov 28, 2024: On American Thanksgiving // War on (the outside, war on) the inside, And (choose) from the flavors of (Babylon), To (be the change), to (bring good …
Nov 27, 2024: (Can Phaedrus tell the difference between those two things?) The worship of beauty (Love) begins on the outside a book of monster. (Translation as …
Nov 26, 2024: Diatripse // Phaedrus 227β Φαῖδρος: (…) συχνὸν γὰρ ἐκεῖ διέτριψα χρόνον καθήμενος ἐξ ἑωθινοῦ. (…) Phaedrus: (…) For I spent a long time …
Nov 24, 2024: Interiors (3) feat. Lalah.
Nov 23, 2024: There is VERY IMPORTANT chicken news // that I’ve been trying to squeeze in “here” for a few days. (Sometimes one lets the horses …
Nov 22, 2024: Modern science may be better understood as an extension of modern politics, than as a descendant of (ancient natural) philosophy. One is born from …
Nov 20, 2024: (Morning was enough.) // As abrupt muffling shadow, It slightly thrills me, when The sky grows dark around 1 pm. A daily eclipse, the rain is Welcome …
Nov 19, 2024: Trying to focus on leisure, // to put it as a question. What exactly is it, where does it begin and end in my life? Why are its edges so blurry? Also, …
Nov 18, 2024: Sitting for a passport photo // trying to figure out who I’m looking at. I’ve never been good at smiling (or not smiling, or what) for a …
Nov 17, 2024: Romantic view (2).
Nov 16, 2024: On Introspection and Ideology // One Year on “Micro.blog” As prologue. I’ve been thinking about what Denny wrote here the last few days, and I wanted to thank him for putting it in such stark terms. I …
Nov 15, 2024: Veganism is the “indie web” of food.
Nov 13, 2024: Water spinach/kangkung.
Nov 12, 2024: My head is buzzing with village gossip, // or the tone and cadence of it, understanding a fraction of the words, still overwhelmed by the density of …
Nov 11, 2024: One of Lalah’s favorite things is to use the litter box when I’m taking a shower. So when I am finished, all fresh and clean, I am greeted …
Nov 10, 2024: (Does this mean we’re all antifa now?) // There are two words for we/us in Indonesian, one that includes you (as in, we live on earth) and the …
Nov 9, 2024: La sottise, l’erreur, le péché, la Lalah,
Nov 8, 2024: School Days in Athens // Phaedrus, 227β Φαῖδρος: ναί, παρ᾽ Ἐπικράτει, ἐν τῇδε τῇ πλησίον τοῦ Ὀλυμπίου οἰκίᾳ τῇ Μορυχίᾳ. Phaedrus: Yes, at Epicrates', in the house of …
Nov 7, 2024: Condolences 🕊️
Nov 6, 2024: Interiors (2).
Nov 5, 2024: Good luck, U.S.A.
Nov 4, 2024: On Vulnerability as a Key to Everything This post was inspired by the #weblogpomoama challenge, from Annie, which prompted another Annie’s question and response, which prompted the …
Nov 3, 2024: A metaphor for the parts and a different metaphor for the whole, is a human being. // That old triple goddess, the zoon logon echon. Or like …
Nov 2, 2024: I’m wearing a ruched tie-dye tube top, I’m self-actualizing✨
Nov 1, 2024: Interiors (1).
Oct 31, 2024: (There were certain things that you kept from me.) // Rainy days lately, and buggy, with small flying termites swarming frosted lightbulbs, at nights, …
Oct 29, 2024: One might feel alone, or imagine oneself joining a chorus of the unheard. Every song about war is longing in its heart to be a song about peace. (The …
Oct 28, 2024: Experiments in self-compost.
Oct 27, 2024: Fruits, flowers, and one active choice. // I watched my husband turn the spray-bottle (for “cat discipline”) on Frankie, which was utterly …
Oct 26, 2024: Groundworks, bare.
Oct 25, 2024: Beautiful flowers // grow out of chicken shit. Sometimes the work is to see chicken shit and imagine flowers, sometimes to see flowers and imagine …
Oct 24, 2024: This may be obvious, // but as everybody knows, obviousness is relative. When the thing that would make you happy has been planned out of your …
Oct 22, 2024: Romantic view.
Oct 21, 2024: Three yolks, two pulsas, no home. // Last night we ran out of two kinds of pulsa at once, it was just bad luck, but our reward was to spend a night …
Oct 19, 2024: Most people who believe or feel like they’ve disavowed God have more accurately disavowed an idol, which I believe is a perfectly fine and …
Oct 18, 2024: The (only) answers are in mirrors.
Oct 17, 2024: “Guide of the perplexed sea witch”. // Certain ancestors were about to be angry if she didn’t make that joke. Circe polypharmakos at …
Oct 16, 2024: Sky from home (9). // Selamat purnama🖤
Oct 15, 2024: I said to a friend that she doesn’t have to read my blog, at all, because she has a better version of it, which is me. Now stuck in this thought …
Oct 14, 2024: Something about orchids. // A mistake on a small road is easier to fix than a mistake on a big road. If I only knew how and could do absolutely …
Oct 13, 2024: Fire blue as glass.
Oct 12, 2024: View from the caldera. // So we’ve returned, after a trip that was at the last minute extended, twice, and an exhausting drive back, that …
Sep 30, 2024: Poetry is… the solidarity of the unseen with the vanishingly quiet. // Salam to all.🌒
Sep 28, 2024: (Lalah is known in the family for being “a little bitchy”. It’s just the way she is. But she’s also sweet and lovely. And none of us wants to put …
Sep 28, 2024: Lalah makes you jealous.
Sep 27, 2024: On grass. // One “touches grass” to better understand Homer. One reads Homer to better understand grass, and to meet its myriad …
Sep 26, 2024: Living with water. // Distant thunder, constant but low, and the atmospheric awareness of a storm. Not here yet, the rain, and it may not come, but …
Sep 25, 2024: The air is heavy with rain that didn’t come. // Galungan today. Canang on the bedside table, one also on the floor. A brown egg, small scoops of …
Sep 24, 2024: Waterways.
Sep 23, 2024: This is a blog. blog (n.) “online journal,” 1998, short for weblog (attested from 1993, in the sense “file containing a detailed record of each …
Sep 22, 2024: (omg what did you just read?) // or, (omg what did you just write?) Every blog is a re-invention of blogging, or at least it could be. If one had to …
Sep 21, 2024: Saw too much, today. Soaking a washcloth to place on eyes. Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Wabarakatuh.
Sep 19, 2024: Mulberry harvest.
Sep 18, 2024: It’s like being a teenager again but this time learning to drive on the other side of the road.
Sep 17, 2024: Uncertainty Principle. // Always a new example, of me, discovering (through self-depletion) how resource-intensive my old life was, and the immensity …
Sep 16, 2024: (Pleased to introduce the crone category to my blog.)
Sep 16, 2024: Me, on me. // Feelings are like the wind and you have to adjust the sails to catch them in the right way. And maybe you have to adjust the boat …
Sep 15, 2024: Mask/flame earth.
Sep 14, 2024: Cold damp dark of night ascends, is parted, penetrated by light like swords of angels stabbing through the atmosphere. The remainder is patched parts …
Sep 13, 2024: Meditation on plastic. // Morning sun brightens bare arms, damp grass touches feet, my body aches as I stoop to the ground. No need to move, so much …
Sep 9, 2024: Orchid and Traveller // Lost selves-of-sand resolve as empty time. As moon that disappeared, or star that failed to be itself, forging light like iron …
Sep 8, 2024: Body/passage earth.
Sep 7, 2024: Earthquakes, atonalities, and rice porridge. // We (here) had a pretty big earthquake just now, the ceiling and frame of the house rattled and shook. …
Sep 5, 2024: So that peace shall be our constant and only purpose.
Sep 3, 2024: artifact // (this jagged) wish (edge of words) lonely, and a craving for being alone (came out) why am I even (somewhat involuntarily) finished, here …
Sep 2, 2024: Sky from home (8).
Sep 1, 2024: Anger, which is of love and loss, is a dragon (dangerous and dialectical) that you tame, and then ride, through cloud tops scattering rainbows in …
Aug 31, 2024: To the alien, from another side. // Earth used to be the most beautiful place. You could go running, under-leaf, through waist-deep tangled-grass …
Aug 30, 2024: The cloud is not a cloud. Apple is not an apple. AI is not intelligence. (Examples of using nature to build trust and sell technology.)
Aug 29, 2024: Shadow/surface earth.
Aug 28, 2024: Verses of chickens, cats, crones. // We get her to the vet’s clinic and I swear Lalah jumps out of the carrier, nose glowing pink, and exclaims, …
Aug 27, 2024: I love being an animal. // As I sit down to write, in the bedroom, there begins an intensifying chip-chip, bok-bok from outside the front door… …
Aug 26, 2024: Grace and chicks.
Aug 25, 2024: Reversal spells, mulberry stains, and mixed substance. // Trying to understand everything as (part of) a “natural cycle”. I send a text to …
Aug 24, 2024: Margaret Spoon // Peace is everything (but it makes her laugh), like rain showers that come and go, and come again, and the cozy sweeping shush, like …
Aug 24, 2024: Light, whiskers, wood.
Aug 23, 2024: E. says I look like a baby dinosaur when I sleep. I don’t know what that means. I used to have recurring nightmares about a t-rex, though.
Aug 22, 2024: Witch’s mane and chaos truffles. // I don’t look at the sky today. It’s too bright. A discussion about zucchini, which isn’t …
Aug 20, 2024: Full moon, sudah matang, tomato consommé, incandescent orb with eggplant-magenta smudged-charcoal setting, moving through air just chill enough to …
Aug 19, 2024: Honeyed wafer set lightly into smoked amethyst sky. Grace’s nine eggs hatched into nine tiny black puffballs. Nine infant roosters, cheeping-cheeping… …
Aug 18, 2024: Grace, sitting.
Aug 17, 2024: But, Lysias // Phaedrus 227β Σωκράτης: καλῶς γάρ, ὦ ἑταῖρε, λέγει. ἀτὰρ Λυσίας ἦν, ὡς ἔοικεν, ἐν ἄστει. Socrates: Beautifully said, fellow. But Lysias was, as it …
Aug 14, 2024: Sri Rejeki in silhouette.
Aug 13, 2024: More chicken news. // Grace got up to stretch her legs, today, and I counted nine eggs. I bring Frankie fresh water. He drinks it. I talk to him. He …
Aug 12, 2024: Waking, as thinking, what we do with time. // Spending or wasting, as of fixed amount, and therefore an imperative, to put to good use. (Better wake …
Aug 11, 2024: We found your footprints in the snow. We brushed them all away. // Chilly night here, the forecast says low of 63f/17c. My fingers and nose definitely …
Aug 10, 2024: Sky from home (7).
Aug 9, 2024: “Being Balinese // is so much upacara. From being born, until you die, Mas!" is what he said. With a surprised grin on his wrinkled, …
Aug 8, 2024: Living light captures, listening to “Soldier of Love” (by Sade), sight. From the corner of my eye, a flame, on wood panel near bed. Scent …
Aug 7, 2024: Little earthquakes can be reassuring. If it doesn’t little-earthquake for a while, there’s a chance the next earthquake will be really …
Aug 6, 2024: There is nothing in this world that is actually straight. (Isn’t that right?) (One still loves the geometry of Euclid, which manages somehow to …
Aug 5, 2024: Lalah glamour.
Aug 4, 2024: Unexpected summons to a banjar celebration (part of Odalan) this morning, brief if frantic search through storage boxes for the traditional regalia, …
Aug 3, 2024: Emoji dictionary. // Sometimes I feel a wave of visceral dislike for emojis. I use them to express feelings with almost everybody in my life, and I …
Aug 2, 2024: Sounds of campur sari (a genre of music, translates to “mixed substance”, combining a core of keyboard-synthesized gamelan, the rhythm of …
Aug 1, 2024: Grace laid eggs.
Jul 31, 2024: Peacock blue of eyeshadow on the painted face of a legong dancer in an advertisement on the grimy side of a bus, turning at exhaust-choked crossroads, …
Jul 31, 2024: Gift-bearing.
Jul 30, 2024: Deeply-stacked blanket of grey on the horizon and a prodigal son for coffee. Lunchtime leisure, (this is nongkrong), slow discussion of organization …
Jul 30, 2024: Bob Dylan says, I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead I need a dump truck mama to unload my head (from “In a Buick 6”). And this seems to …
Jul 29, 2024: Laundry day and questionable behavior. // Midnight, distant crowing, and the helicopter sound from the living room of wings beating before Frankie …
Jul 28, 2024: Close hangers.
Jul 27, 2024: μουσικὴν ποίει καὶ ἐργάζου. // Mousiken poiei kai ergazou. // Make music and work at it. (This message comes to Socrates repeatedly in his dreams, as …
Jul 27, 2024: The Poem // Phaedrus 227α ὦ φίλε Φαῖδρε, ποῖ δὴ καὶ πόθεν; Beloved Phaedrus, where to and where from? // Holding (with love, and so gently) dear Phaedrus (my …
Jul 25, 2024: Tenang Sri Rejeki.
Jul 25, 2024: Pan // (Is it) the shiver that passes through your body (to endings from beginning) when you make the connection (from ending to beginnings) and then …
Jul 24, 2024: News of the cold and the iridescent. // At night, Frankie sleeps in a jepun tree in front of our family room. Tonight (for the first time) I looked …
Jul 24, 2024: Sometimes, to get back on the right path, you have to circumnavigate the globe.
Jul 23, 2024: As time persists in circularity, I wonder (again) what makes this morning different from the last. There are two spider bites on my leg. (Each one two …
Jul 22, 2024: Sky from home (6).
Jul 21, 2024: Full moon, icy white, concavity of clouds like a light-womb, and a visit from Blih. Unexpected pleasure in the familiar and reassuring how happy he is …
Jul 21, 2024: Birthday poem. // (A fool, having no knowledge of debt, does not choose their sacrifice. Nonetheless it is chosen, discovered by time and un-made into …
Jul 20, 2024: (But not like this.) // Every choice feels hard, these days. None of it is easy. Even thinking is heavy. I wish I could put more levity on my blog, …
Jul 19, 2024: Light-caught.
Jul 18, 2024: Notes at the limit of politics. Winning is never the most important thing. In a political context, the most important thing is justice. Justice is the only source of political …
Jul 18, 2024: After purple salad.
Jul 17, 2024: Tropical winter. Reluctant to leave the insulation of blankets, but I go out. I place my feet in a shape of warmth as the rising sun enters, by …
Jul 16, 2024: Dogs bark at a passing stranger, out by the main road. Some distance from here, but the sound travels easily over ricefields on a chilly night, socks …
Jul 15, 2024: On a bright and fresh morning, with the sun rising-chasing chill shadows away, the sky is not yet blue. Frankie is crowing (with echoes of crowings …
Jul 14, 2024: In progress. (pandan)
Jul 13, 2024: Speaking of exits. A heartwarming way to spend this Saturday morning was (virtually) to watch my dear friend A. as Inez in Sartre’s No Exit. She and …
Jul 12, 2024: Anxiety is a small crisis of faith happening constantly under everything. Like lava running under a thin crust of earth, always about to break into …
Jul 11, 2024: Ha-ha, you fool. You fell victim to one of the classic blunders. Of putting too much detergent in the washing machine. Frankie the rooster, offended …
Jul 9, 2024: On the motorbike today. It’s nice to drive into the traffic, and then drive out of the traffic, to go back home, instead of living full-time in the …
Jul 9, 2024: Sometimes my writing gets redirected into my signal chat with my mom. Lately there’s a lot of family and house stuff, and even more, highly specific …
Jul 7, 2024: Oh my, the pleasure of organizing your underwear drawer. And then the pleasure of realizing you have much more room in it than you thought.
Jul 7, 2024: Velvet boy.
Jul 6, 2024: Things from Today. // Frankie and Grace (rooster and hen) ate lunch with me and E. today. It was a double date, Frankie purred. In the afternoon Ibuk …
Jul 6, 2024: Tired and raggedy-of-nerve in the car ride going home so I took charge and put on Suzanne Vega’s self-titled album. Nostalgic, soothing, one of my …
Jul 6, 2024: Sky from home (5).
Jul 5, 2024: Or is it my country? Being a stranger, at home. (Bule di rumah.) Surrounded, protected, as by a wall, by recognition, but correspondence is at the …
Jul 4, 2024: Slanted sunlight breaks through steam. Limns wet edge of concrete, scatters in leftover droplets, catches ochre fur of hovering fly. Filters through …
Jul 4, 2024: Last night in Penestanan // Gamelan strikes bronze and sounds of competition, jumping (on) and fending (off) the night time, momentum tops the kendang …
Jul 3, 2024: Still raining, still dark, still soaked to the point of saturation. May the rain bring the world back from the loudly unspeakable, back from …
Jul 3, 2024: (I almost put two contact lenses into the same eye, this morning.)
Jul 2, 2024: It’s a lot.
Jul 2, 2024: Chaotic maneuvers this morning after certain equipment, which had been broken for a long time, finally became unusable last night, ok I will tell you, …
Jul 1, 2024: For us. // A dark day, cold and rainy and the atmosphere got funereal for a minute, which it does here, now and again. My mother-in-law is passing …
Jul 1, 2024: Wijaya kusuma (7). // Clarity.
Jul 1, 2024: Showering. A spider came dangling down from the ceiling, right in front of my face. A smooth spiderwoman drop, front legs raised in fearless poise. …
Jun 30, 2024: Music is artificial intelligence. (Anyone who says differently is selling something.) (Or are themselves being sold.)
Jun 30, 2024: Beat on the kul-kul summons people to the pura this morning and gamelan starts for the ceremony. Incense smoking, offerings aloft, village is alert, …
Jun 29, 2024: Beginning again with a tentative rhythm. Afternoon sun, slanted, partial, and hot, with persimmons on the kitchen counter. Irregular spheres, some …
Jun 29, 2024: Wijaya kusuma (6). // Indecision.
Jun 29, 2024: I found the Margaret spoon when I was packing the wardrobe, I mentioned it to my mother and she was reminiscing about her grandmother (Margaret). How …
Jun 28, 2024: Under rain again. Big grey above, sucking sponge beneath, birdcall from all corners. Everyone wants to speak. (Good morning, Frankie.) Knowledge and …
Jun 28, 2024: Emptying the wardrobe. // (Finally.) Piece by piece sorting clothes (and other things) into (commandeered from cats) cardboard boxes. Items that …
Jun 28, 2024: Wijaya kusuma (5). // Not yet.
Jun 27, 2024: Paranormal. // Beady black ants, small and matte and anonymous-looking, crowd around some coconut water spilled on the kitchen counter, dropped crumbs …
Jun 26, 2024: An interesting thing, about (poetry, and) prayer, is how it can’t be reverse engineered. (Pretty sure, and as always, Aristotle points out …
Jun 26, 2024: Waking up back in the old, time-wise upside-down, and a sense that all observations will be observations of discomfort. In the midst of transition …
Jun 25, 2024: Wijaya kusuma (4).
Jun 25, 2024: Through it all, he promises to wait. The storm has passed. He opens, and she puts her face against the fragile thing. Knowledge is there, of the …
Jun 24, 2024: Every metaphor about the moon (is) also a metaphor about the sun. And a metaphor about a star. (And about ocean, and about )…( the crab who …
Jun 24, 2024: )…(
Jun 23, 2024: Night in cloud. With sounds of water surrounding, an evolution from gerimis (drizzle) to soft patter to steady downfall, with drips following …
Jun 22, 2024: Sun Salutation. // Grey morning with here and there spots of rain, where shaded distances contour the horizon, making clear certain things that need …
Jun 22, 2024: Star-crushed velvet of night song. A dog barking, distant concern. Chilly, under blanket, eardrums dilated. Everything slows. And an airplane, holding …
Jun 21, 2024: Sky from home (4).
Jun 21, 2024: Moving house starts today, according to the island gods. Ceremony this morning, awake before dawn to comb through the details, mentally then …
Jun 20, 2024: Thoughts fallen into all the wrong places, as if settled into gutters, now stuck there glaring back with soapy sachets of synthetic perfume, no …
Jun 19, 2024: Battlegrounds at borders, clashing signs, // have me wondering this morning, are we artworks or alive? And the conflicts between us, what they say. …
Jun 18, 2024: And everything remains equally important.
Jun 18, 2024: Coconut tree near concrete.
Jun 18, 2024: Blustery when I enter the bale today, trees tossed and swaying arhythmically down through their trunks. Some sprung tension in the spoken words, plans …
Jun 17, 2024: Bismillah Hir Rahman Nir Rahim. Blessed Eid to all who observe. // Today (here) Muslims celebrate Eid al-Adha, a holiday in memory of Ibrahim’s …
Jun 17, 2024: Less traffic and an overall hush in the neighborhood today. A thick ceiling of clouds holds the light down and keeps sound muffled. Doves curr-curr as …
Jun 16, 2024: Ismail, ready-Ish.
Jun 16, 2024: Awake, not yet twilight, cats causing chaos. I cover eyes, determined to go back. (Wow, it worked.) Hours later, waking as digging out from under …
Jun 15, 2024: Blood on the Tracks is the sun of my Bob Dylan universe. Desire is the moon. (Welcome to Bob Dylan astrology, by me.) I consider myself to be Earth. …
Jun 15, 2024: Given the Anthropocene, a weather report in its accuracy becomes a poem. Instead of saying “It will rain,” or “It will not …
Jun 15, 2024: Lalah easily wins the pretty prize but/and as a model she is very tummy-forward.
Jun 15, 2024: Lalah, ready to go.
Jun 15, 2024: Indeterminate clear, nice day for a Saturday morning, a modest tower, safe, from which to see. Last night. A past-hyped art piece (ha) that turned …
Jun 14, 2024: It’s like this: being of your body, and sensing (with) the ghost of past body, and sensing (with) the ghost of possible body, there is a constant …
Jun 14, 2024: Woken by earthquake. Between clean sheets, a brief interval of (probably insufficient) alertness. Light rattle of windowpane. Being moved. …
Jun 13, 2024: Now is the time of the lunar month when I start having (noticing) the darker feelings. (Also. Random waking, trouble sleeping, heightened sensitivity …
Jun 13, 2024: Sky from home (3).
Jun 12, 2024: Last night, beneath a sky full of stars. Crickets and tongaret and frogs of a hundred voices, night bird from the jungle with a wistful lilt. Full …
Jun 11, 2024: Aspiring to harmlessness.
Jun 11, 2024: Wijaya kusuma (3).
Jun 10, 2024: Amber citrine on midnight velvet smiling surprised me above the tree line as we left to see what the house (electric installation) looks like by …
Jun 10, 2024: Repetitive, slow single bangs from a place behind, across the small concrete waterway, that delivers rain and runoff down land. As chopping wood? The …
Jun 9, 2024: Sometimes the scent of a pale peach rose is the cool feeling on your cheek of the breeze blowing from the west through the rice fields in central Bali …
Jun 8, 2024: Offering for fish.
Jun 8, 2024: Intensification and a crushing-in by sound that triggers claustrophobia. Awake in dark. Loudness outside everywhere pressing in on our small room. An …
Jun 7, 2024: Finally, all are home. Precipitation never stopped. Heavy mood of endless rain, (which oddly doesn’t appear on any radar map), shadowless medium fades …
Jun 7, 2024: Morning of puddles, drips, gurgles, the persistent lap and blur of water on glass, glossy leaves nodding under plonks of rain, tucking in noses and …
Jun 6, 2024: Bat at sunset.
Jun 6, 2024: Sound of rain, to look up, and admit that morning’s reverie is over. The incense of an offering, long since out. The fact of having eaten, (or …
Jun 6, 2024: Blue is the moon in her transparency, And dark the sky, when she looks to the star Without whom we would all be rock. We would Be third person, …
Jun 6, 2024: Sky from home (2).
Jun 5, 2024: (To be clear, the witch does not advocate cooking kittens. She means cats, metaphorically.)
Jun 5, 2024: Stirring the cauldron. // Today is the last day of the waning crescent and it seems I am borrowing her shape, words keep surfacing these last few days …
Jun 4, 2024: Spider practice. // Not just the weaving of her web, a trap and a home and a cosmos and a sort of destiny. But also, the way it (daily) breaks, and …
Jun 3, 2024: Wijaya kusuma (2).
Jun 3, 2024: That was a little witchy, wasn’t it.
Jun 3, 2024: But cats are only ever half-tame and you’re never sure which half is in play, which one aflame. Familiar look, at any moment liable to anger (or just …
Jun 3, 2024: I guess I live now in a world of rain. Always about to rain, and sometimes does, and if I wash dishes, my face beads with moisture, from me or from …
Jun 2, 2024: From one perspective, by falling back asleep this morning, after feeding the cats, I wasted half the day; but from another, death is what we see when …
Jun 2, 2024: Wijaya kusuma (1).
Jun 1, 2024: It started with the ants. The ants are being pesky today, (small beady black ones), doing this thing they sometimes do when it rains: they come out of …
Jun 1, 2024: Easy gloom, gentle periods of rain, and barely a transition from sleep. Or at all. Water, earth, air, at an even temperature. The wet doesn’t dry, the …
May 31, 2024: A funny thing is when a meow turns into a yawn.
May 31, 2024: As I was a girl in school, and a lover of astronomy, I did a library research project on black holes, and the method of their making. Supernova. A …
May 30, 2024: Learning to discern between hunger that’s sick and hunger that’s healthy. (Patho-logical and… logical? auto-logical? dia-logical?) In cat care, …
May 30, 2024: Unusual calm this morning, absence of demand. (Explained later by the fact, which I missed, I was sleeping, that somebody else took care of jobs that …
May 30, 2024: A day spent adjusting between conflicted places and moods. Driving through Denpasar in Sweet Orange, windows down, concrete heat. Hair stuck to my …
May 29, 2024: Anger in writing becomes virulent. It never tires and lacks feeling for when to stop. Rage without responsibility does damage unmeasured, unintended, …
May 28, 2024: There’s something I have to write about but it’s giving me a hard time. It feels like this writhing thing inside of me that wants to get …
May 27, 2024: So cloudy this morning that the air gets darker as the sun rises. Everything outside is dripping wet, water-heavy, steamy muffle. Good for frogs, …
May 26, 2024: I imagine extra-terrestrial aliens wouldn’t really get a lot of Earth-based humor, but I do think they would enjoy Charlie Chaplin, at least his …
May 26, 2024: Seedling rice.
May 26, 2024: Blood on my hands at the start of the day, nothing to worry, just small cat drama, but the flood of sensation (in the webbing of the left thumb) wakes …
May 23, 2024: Considering alternate forms of “community”. Community of the silent, of the invisible, of the unknowing. Community of grief. Secret …
May 23, 2024: Wayang kulit/shadow puppet.
May 23, 2024: Wanted: a good-faith, non-circular definition for “artificial intelligence”. A fantastical term commandeered by propaganda (marketing) …
May 22, 2024: I went shopping today. // Complex decisions involving many moving parts, external limiting factors, (or “budgets”), changing possibilities …
May 21, 2024: My hair looks really fantastic today. Sometimes in sunlight it appears almost pink. Cornhusk and rose, golden waves, softly shining. Unwashed and …
May 21, 2024: Therefore, the weight of Ish on my legs. (Still full belly from the night before?) The gentle snore of somebody I love. The chatter of Blih, passing …
May 21, 2024: Awake before wanting to be awake, noticing the untenable. Eyes dry, in the dark, fingers sore from a bite. Blankets and sheets that don’t fit, …
May 20, 2024: Parable of the Cage // G. brought a songbird over from Java, (a murai batu/white-rumped shama), named Nobita, to keep at the house. Nobita is at our …
May 19, 2024: There are no computers in Sweet Orange, G.’s truck, I noticed as I climbed in today. It could be 1975 in here. This will be useful in case of …
May 18, 2024: Clouds from home (1).
May 18, 2024: Sun falling, light lengthens, sounds of tongaret (cicada) sawing away in hedgerows. The big sky in painterly patterns of grey and peach and pale, on …
May 17, 2024: …this, to the extent that when colonizers came to the island and saw someone speaking with a mountain, they called it animism. By which they meant, …
May 17, 2024: …many I’ve spoken with over the years (students, family, colleagues, friends) have this very cartoony notion of god. Either god is this magical …
May 17, 2024: I was floating in emptiness, no light, only the sound of heavy rain. Body weightless, cocooned. It all almost fit inside itself. Then, the thought …
May 16, 2024: Related, from what I can observe, pesantren provide really good husband training. There’s a folk song about a boy who pretends to be a santri, (a …
May 16, 2024: Oh, there was a little anger left. I had a chat with A., who is one of my oldest friends, through no achievement of my own. I’ve been a jerk …
May 15, 2024: Woke up to terrible news about someone from my past. A trusted person was not to be trusted. (According to longstanding rumor, brought to harsh light …
May 14, 2024: A few days ago I lit an incense stick in the bathroom and as I shook out the flame a mosquito was drawn right into it, I think that’s what …
May 12, 2024: When I write “you”, I almost always mean myself, from 2 days ago. (Or 2 weeks ago. Or 2 years ago, or 2 thousand years ago.) (Or myself in a mirror.) …
May 12, 2024: Mentioned I wanted some roses for the “Moms’ garden” and E. comes back with twenty-three rose bushes. All different kinds, colors, patterns of rose.
May 11, 2024: Walking Through Walls (3/3) // Phaedrus 227α-β Poros (and Poiesis) and Socrates (and Student) Socrates is famous (then and now) for being without, (or against?), these two “things". Socrates …
May 10, 2024: I like Enya.
May 9, 2024: To understand the meaning of rain here, it’s useful to know that we live half outside. This is typical in Balinese villages. When it rains, that …
May 9, 2024: These dark, rainy mornings encourage prolonged sleep, retreating back to bed, the world outside loud water, the cloud, a weighted comfortor. Coffee …
May 8, 2024: Walking Through Walls (2/3) // Phaedrus 227α-β It isn’t trivial, from a human perspective, to translate words that are two-thousand years old. To carry meaning from past to present, (where to, …
May 8, 2024: Mid-day crossing.
May 8, 2024: Amateur comes from French and Latin words that mean “one who loves”, “lover”, and I wish everybody used amateur in that way, …
May 7, 2024: Walking Through Walls (1/3) // Phaedrus 227α-β Φαῖδρος: παρὰ Λυσίου, ὦ Σώκρατες, τοῦ Κεφάλου, πορεύομαι δὲ πρὸς περίπατον ἔξω τείχους: συχνὸν γὰρ ἐκεῖ διέτριψα χρόνον καθήμενος …
May 6, 2024: Fish pond.
May 4, 2024: My younger sister’s birthday was several days ago (same day I got stitches). She and I are okay, we don’t fight, but we also don’t …
May 3, 2024: These past few days, I’ve been on hiatus from yoga practice (twas a minor medical procedure requiring stitches). After three days of rest, (as …
May 2, 2024: Sri Rejeki, 3/2021. (unputdownable)
May 2, 2024: An unpleasant thing just happened. I put on some socks. I started having intense itching around my shins. It got worse, waves of intense itchiness …
May 2, 2024: I learned the other night that my husband never took a selfie before he took one for me. (There was a time, early on, we were stuck across oceans.) I …
May 1, 2024: Bubble(s).
May 1, 2024: At first I thought it wouldn’t bother me, but increasingly it does, that whenever I encounter the word (or prefix) “meta”, …
May 1, 2024: The cats are smothering me and literally making it impossible to type. They look at me like it’s my fault for bothering them!
Apr 30, 2024: Ayu’s strength. (Hometown)
Apr 30, 2024: E. says “I am from Pesantren” the way Mystique Summers said “I am from Chicago.” Declaring victory and throwing down a …
Apr 29, 2024: Drift.
Apr 29, 2024: On the road, memories of Java. Baluran a looming shadow on the left, Ijen somewhere to the right, cloaked in a grey day that fades to black, as grimy …
Apr 28, 2024: Community.
Apr 28, 2024: Substance, subject, surprise.
Apr 28, 2024: They were there for hours. Taking turns, back and forth, one posing while the other took a picture. I wandered off, looked for other images. Wandered …
Apr 26, 2024: Praying mantis. (critter)
Apr 26, 2024: Spine.
Apr 26, 2024: To the boy who grew up in a house of mirrors. Who learned from the start that you can’t see the truth. Your anger is real, because behind it, is …
Apr 25, 2024: Light on Tengger.
Apr 25, 2024: Maybe someday I will share the story of how H. saved my life. I otherwise don’t know how to describe him. He is a direct descendant of the first …
Apr 24, 2024: Here is an irony of anonymity, that anybody who knows you, will know that it’s you!
Apr 24, 2024: The beach is crowded with people, fully covered, women veiled. The waves are too strong to go in. The sky is indeterminate, a blinding bright grey, …
Apr 24, 2024: The morning after a big (for me!) family picnic at the beach. My mind is full of words that I don’t understand. They buzz around like bees …
Apr 23, 2024: Ocean dreamy.
Apr 23, 2024: Blue.
Apr 22, 2024: Leftover notes from yesterday, recorded with morning coffee today. // We met a guardian of the path at Ranu Pane, sitting on his sleeping mat, with a …
Apr 21, 2024: Orang gunung/mountain person.
Apr 21, 2024: We wake up at 3 to reach Tengger before sunrise. G. drives me and E. in his truck, called “Sweet Orange”. E. (my husband) is a former …
Apr 20, 2024: Es teler durian. (ice)
Apr 20, 2024: Birds singing in the garden to the sounds of Zuhr, the mid-day prayer, being sung from the mosque.
Apr 19, 2024: Birthday plans.
Apr 19, 2024: (Head spinning), after dark. Warm welcome, quiet children, fragrant oolong tea. This desire to collapse on the soft bed with the clean sheets in the …
Apr 19, 2024: Mid-morning, over water. Parked behind two coconut trucks. We get out and seek a shady spot. School girls in white jilbab, green skirts, cushy foam …
Apr 19, 2024: Travel day. Cotton candy sunrise. The whole back seat of the car to myself, that’s nice. Out the window, seen between jumbled warungs, a beach, west …
Apr 18, 2024: Jeki mood 2.
Apr 18, 2024: Delayed departures and I notice Bali before leaving, or rather Balis, there being so many. The cocks crow from before sunrise and a pack of dogs barks …
Apr 17, 2024: The camera and the scarf are talismans, same as the polished carnelian I carry in my bag, the one that helped bring Jeki home. Talisman, from Greek …
Apr 17, 2024: Early morning boys (3/3). (transcendence)
Apr 17, 2024: There’s something wonderful even about terrible art projects!
Apr 17, 2024: Waking up to a day of preparation, packing, for a week of unpredictable travel and socializing… opportunities, obligations, the whole spectrum …
Apr 16, 2024: Flaneur-esque. (Ubud, 2019)
Apr 16, 2024: How I keep dipping my feet into rivers when I should be focusing on the name of Zeus.
Apr 16, 2024: I have never been a flaneur but a peripatetic, yes. Reading, and remembering the claustrophobia I would feel reading, Benjamin, under the eyes of …
Apr 15, 2024: Small.
Apr 15, 2024: A long day. Supporting E. through pukesmas visit (a minor but unexpectedly painful procedure) and then a grueling day 2 of yoga, like there were …
Apr 15, 2024: A trip to the local pukesmas (health center) reminds me what a privilege it is to have access e.g. to anaesthetic when somebody is cutting into you.
Apr 14, 2024: Cozy cactus.
Apr 14, 2024: Thought I might clarify, the reason I dislike filing taxes isn’t because I have a problem with paying taxes, but because the app I use to do it is …
Apr 14, 2024: From the inside, from the outside. // Caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror during yoga today. (The mirror is usually covered for yoga, this was …
Apr 14, 2024: A little Baudelaire in the morning to get you clean and contrary and ready for the day.
Apr 14, 2024: I wake. That small spirits of chaos have somewhat dis-ordered the room. Dirty clothes strewn, a painting collapsed, ant dirt sticks to the soles of my …
Apr 13, 2024: Halaman/page.
Apr 13, 2024: Saturday morning “rest day” but what is the right music for filing taxes, not-quite-numbness to abuse with aftertaste of anxiety? Does the completion …
Apr 12, 2024: (To be clear, we don’t live there yet, but hopefully in a month or two, and maybe the photo is a little spell to help us along✨)
Apr 12, 2024: Home (magic).
Apr 12, 2024: Riding on the motorbike today. Each ravine a separate pocket, a whoosh of cloud and passing rain on our faces as we descend and then rise up again. …
Apr 12, 2024: Just shook out my long sleeve shirt before putting it on and a giant earwig came out of it, so… glad I did that.
Apr 12, 2024: I keep getting ahead of myself and while that might be good for future me, it doesn’t really help present me at all…
Apr 12, 2024: Good morning to all who celebrate. I want to tell you that I do not like “fun facts”. I don’t like facts very much at all. In order of preference I …
Apr 11, 2024: Sayangku with sky.
Apr 11, 2024: Please find alternative ways to listen, don’t stream etc., because his catalogue is owned by Blackrock now and I’m not doing a commercial for that …
Apr 11, 2024: Soundtrack tonight is “Popular Problems” by Leonard Cohen. Didn’t like “Slow” when I first heard it but it’s grown on me, the song of an old man, but …
Apr 11, 2024: Ah, the ecstatic occupation of finding the words for you!
Apr 11, 2024: The indulgence of sleeping through breakfast, sleeping and not just napping, enough sleep turns the old day into the new without questions. Already …
Apr 10, 2024: Honey train.
Apr 10, 2024: Our mudik will be late this year, for “reasons”, we won’t go to Java until next week. A little sad to say “lahir dan batin” over video call. Like the …
Apr 10, 2024: Do not go to war against ants; you will never win.
Apr 10, 2024: Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Selamat hari raya Idul Fitri🌙 In Indonesia it’s time for Muslims to celebrate Lebaran, the accomplishment of the month-long …
Apr 9, 2024: Sri Rejeki with crispy leaf.
Apr 9, 2024: Past 8pm here and over 240 million Indonesian Muslims are still waiting to hear if they can eat tomorrow, this blows my mind. *edited to change from …
Apr 9, 2024: Finished third day of yoga (switched rest day to Eid), feeling strong, fed and watered myself, texted mom back about eclipse, enough. Clouds moving in …
Apr 9, 2024: Jeki plays with a huge bendo leaf (artocarpus elasticus) that came down in yesterday’s storm, jumps at the “crispy” sounds it makes. Delighted if …
Apr 9, 2024: Forget the fantasy of a universal clock. No announcement yet of Eid al-fitr, waiting for local communication of the ulama watching the moon. Google …
Apr 8, 2024: Precipitation prevention (from going out).
Apr 8, 2024: Large thud from outside. Voices of men yelling from corners of village. I run outside. A tree fell from all that wind and rain. Next to our place, on …
Apr 8, 2024: Big rain doesn’t stop the gamelan in the pura across the street, it summons the people, makes space for the god. There will be dark moon ceremony …
Apr 7, 2024: Well-being in concrete and rain.
Apr 7, 2024: Made an about page for Phaedrus replies. No wonder I was tired.
Apr 7, 2024: I’ve been informed I have to add diarrhea, muscle aches, and excess sweating to the list of possible symptoms of masuk angin. Upon reflection I think …
Apr 7, 2024: Got dragged by the undertow to a watery blue deep, surfaced after sundown but incomplete, sinking weight to movement and sluggish sensemaking because …
Apr 7, 2024: Up again at 3am for sahur, only two more days before Eid and I am so tired my eyes seem permanently puffy, but being surrounded by those who are …
Apr 6, 2024: Jangan masuk angin. Gunung Semeru, Jan. 2020. (windy)
Apr 6, 2024: Editing this photo of Semeru, I think of Angelina, by Bob Dylan, which I hear as a love song, an expression of vulnerability, bewilderment, …
Apr 6, 2024: The dialectic of posting a photo to the blog. // You can’t just post a photo to the blog. (Of course not.) Look at the image and be with it for …
Apr 6, 2024: I didn’t include in this post another autobiographical note, that my whole life used to be all about books, and then all of my books burned in a …
Apr 5, 2024: Serene Spathiphyllum.
Apr 5, 2024: Nothing is more satisfying than when pieces start fitting together. (This may not be true but it feels true in the moment!) That little rush of wonder …
Apr 5, 2024: On minimalism and a paradox of technology Five years ago, I left America. Now I live far away from universities and libraries and mega bookstores, outside the cheap shipping zones of online …
Apr 4, 2024: Is it foliage?
Apr 4, 2024: One really cool thing about an ashtanga vinyasa practice is that you can experience dynamic tipping points in your own body. Sometimes I feel like I …
Apr 4, 2024: Started reading Red Mars by Kim Stanley Robinson 📚, my new favorite poet of the extra-terrestrial.
Apr 4, 2024: Up early for sahur. Fasting is a trial and a demonstration, and if Muslims don’t write very much about it, that might be because it’s such a consuming …
Apr 3, 2024: Card of destiny.
Apr 3, 2024: Finished Bookshops & Bonedust by Travis Baldree 📚 According to my mom, this one “is not as delightful as the last one.” I agree. And …
Apr 3, 2024: A dream about a friend from Seattle. She came to visit with a group of people. She had a lot of tattoos. I wanted to copy the tattoo of Chinese …
Apr 3, 2024: Masuk angin is a uniquely Indonesian thing that is hard to explain. Masuk angin literally translates as “wind goes in”, and it is a danger …
Apr 2, 2024: Jepun bali flowers.
Apr 2, 2024: …hard to imagine the intensity of their cognitive dissonance, or to say what it’s done to your brother, the experience and trauma of …
Apr 2, 2024: The opposite of bocor (leak) is actually mampet (clog). There’s a mampet in the drain line of our AC unit causing a drippy cascade of water and …
Apr 2, 2024: My interest in (devotion to? ministry of?) sleeping and napping is definitely an overarching theme of my blog. Also one of my more relatable …
Apr 1, 2024: Shiny new toy.
Mar 31, 2024: Sing more.
Mar 31, 2024: Peaches and sea-green.
Mar 31, 2024: One of the few good memories I have of my father is how he would sing me songs at bedtime. Barbara Allen, Poncho and Lefty, Frog went a-courtin. …
Mar 30, 2024: If you don’t take the nap, you might miss the dream being sent to you.
Mar 30, 2024: Odysseus is also an opportunistic napper??
Mar 29, 2024: A nap, in the event of a nap, is what I should have been doing anyway.
Mar 29, 2024: One symptom of my pms/pmdd (project: find better language for it) is inability to focus. I experienced this a lot and blamed myself for it (laziness, …
Mar 29, 2024: One year anniversary ♥️
Mar 26, 2024: I feel very strongly like I sympathize with those Byzantine monks. I feel for the devotion and humility it would take to spend their lives …
Mar 25, 2024: Hello my name is Elizabeth and I am an etymology addict. Because reply goes back to re + plait, as in, to re-braid. I don’t know if that’s …
Mar 25, 2024: Grey is the coziest color. Dark grey camisole, dark grey sweatpants, light grey flannel, fuzzy grey ankle socks, my favorite outfit for a rainy …
Mar 25, 2024: Where girls played in the sand (b&w).
Mar 24, 2024: Why can’t one piece of dental floss last forever? Can somebody ask a LLM and get back to me please?
Mar 24, 2024: Translation, from mid. 14th century: the carrying of the bones of a saint from one reliquary to another. And the more familiar definition: the …
Mar 24, 2024: How awful when you’re eating dessert and in the middle of sweetness, the flavor of garlic. Keeping clothes in the shopping cart for months and …
Mar 22, 2024: Early morning boys (2/3).
Mar 21, 2024: Stumbled across some old voicemail messages from a time of upheaval in my life, digital land mines or ephemeral treasures, the voice of E from when we …
Mar 21, 2024: But when in love, all bets are off. “I’m actually a rationalist. Everything I do is rational,” she said and shrugged. It was her horizon, her …
Mar 21, 2024: Early morning boys (1/3).
Mar 20, 2024: He brings me salak, rambutan, and langsep before he leaves. I braid his hair. He opens green coconuts, whispers a prayer over each one and pours the …
Mar 20, 2024: Heavy earth light.
Mar 20, 2024: When in doubt (which should be much of the time), mind your own business. The trick is figuring out which business is (truly) your own. So, …
Mar 20, 2024: Odysseus escapes Scylla by becoming Scylla. He beats monsters by becoming the monster. Odysseus and Achilles show two different and monstrous sides of …
Mar 19, 2024: I try not to write “meta” entries i.e. blog about blogging especially the vicissitudes of it (platforms, history, future, “reach”, etc.) because if I …
Mar 19, 2024: Stranger sunrise.
Mar 19, 2024: Everything we eat from bule restos here in Bali we put sriracha on, we have to or it doesn’t taste good. I didn’t used to need hot sauce …
Mar 18, 2024: Lowest tide.
Mar 18, 2024: Started reading Bookshops & Bonedust by Travis Baldree. 📚 Looking for some literary xanax as E visits Java this week. Home alone with cats and a …
Mar 17, 2024: Ahh I spent years thinking the Indonesian word for “leak” is spelled “pojor” and today I learned it’s actually “bocor” and now I know that I know …
Mar 17, 2024: Finished reading 2312 by Kim Stanley Robinson.📚 Expansive and thoughtful portrait of a post-Earth, post-capitalist artist. The evolution of art, …
Mar 16, 2024: Blue sunset chill.
Mar 15, 2024: Pale sunrise.
Mar 15, 2024: How Not to Break // Phaedrus 227β Σωκράτης: καλῶς γάρ, ὦ ἑταῖρε, λέγει. Socrates: Beautifully said, fellow. // People forget the absolute confusion it would throw us …
Mar 14, 2024: Dreams.
Mar 12, 2024: Moonchild, mother of cats // “about” Moonchild, mother of cats, mask-maker’s wife, call me Elizabeth, artist and poet and maker of things out of words, ashtanga yogini and translator of …
Mar 12, 2024: Bright hot.
Mar 10, 2024: After ogoh-ogoh, tomorrow will be Nyepi, Bali’s silent day. No electricity, no internet, no data, no leaving the house, no talking, enforced by …
Mar 10, 2024: Giving birth to something evil. Ogoh-ogoh, Penestanan Kaja, girls’ team (3/3).
Mar 10, 2024: Ogoh-ogoh, Penestanan Kelod, boys’ team (2/3).
Mar 10, 2024: The monsters ran wild in Bali tonight. Ogoh-ogoh, Penestanan Kelod, girls’ team (1/3).
Mar 3, 2024: Mid-morning thunder.
Mar 2, 2024: The perpetual war between art and cats.
Mar 2, 2024: Where girls played in the sand.
Mar 2, 2024: Too many spider webs? Time for “spider liberation day”. Take a large coconut frond (or other stick with branches/leaves), gently sweep around the …
Mar 1, 2024: Burnt sunrise.
Feb 29, 2024: It will be the ten thousand moods of Lipah beach for a while.
Feb 29, 2024: Overcast tide.
Feb 29, 2024: We took a holiday to Amed for our anniversary. A symphony of small disasters but romantic in an all’s-well-that-ends-well way! May the world always …
Feb 22, 2024: Aventurra // Phaedrus 227α-β Φαῖδρος: παρὰ Λυσίου, ὦ Σώκρατες, τοῦ Κεφάλου, πορεύομαι δὲ πρὸς περίπατον ἔξω τείχους: συχνὸν γὰρ ἐκεῖ διέτριψα χρόνον καθήμενος …
Feb 22, 2024: Me: It’s hard to cut mie goreng with one spoon. Would you like another spoon? E: No, thank you. This isn’t hard. What would be hard is if I didn’t …
Feb 17, 2024: Blih said to E, “Bro. I think one of your cats is stealing my feather duster.”
Feb 15, 2024: Through the breath the parts of the body become whole. To this end, the strong must learn to follow the soft. The biggest and beefiest muscles yes, …
Feb 13, 2024: We stopped to pick flowers from neighbors’ bushes along the way. She pressed the pink and white blossoms into my hands for safe-keeping, a handful of …
Feb 12, 2024: My husband’s grandfather said domestic cats are the ancestors of wild cats.
Feb 11, 2024: The Opening Question // Phaedrus 227β Σωκράτης: ὦ φίλε Φαῖδρε, ποῖ δὴ καὶ πόθεν; Socrates: Beloved Phaedrus, where to and where from? // Sometimes I long to go back. To …
Feb 10, 2024: Handsome Ismail.
Feb 10, 2024: ΦΑΙΔΡΟΣ / Phaedrus.
Feb 10, 2024: And I thought, if I imagine myself as an angel in heaven, what would I be doing? And I knew, I would be translating Plato’s Phaedrus.
Feb 9, 2024: Tomorrow, as begins a new lunar year. Bismillah Hir Rahman Nir Rahim. May our homes and our passages between homes be blessed. 🌘🌑🌒
Feb 9, 2024: Everybody knows it’s fun to eat in bed a few times (especially ice cream, chocolate) but if you do it too many times it will make you depressed and …
Feb 8, 2024: It’s not really a climate crisis but a human crisis, a crisis of human civilization. It’s not the climate that is destroying itself, it’s not the …
Feb 5, 2024: Your body is an expression of ancient intelligence to which you have literally psychic access!
Feb 4, 2024: The first day back after convalescence is like Mercurial sunrise, the inner landscape a chiaroscuro of white-on-black sensation. Limits touching, …
Feb 3, 2024: Let go of what? The frozen-shut psoas and illiacus, the clenched-fist side of my diaphragm, which hold everything else hostage, being unable to exhale …
Feb 3, 2024: Didn’t practice yoga for almost a week because I got sick after our return from Java, again, a body rebells against exposure and exertion. Now my …
Feb 3, 2024: The opening passage about sunrise on Mercury is very good: “The spill to left and right keeps spreading, farther than seems possible, until it is very …
Jan 27, 2024: We’re losing Ibuk (my mother-in-law) to Alzheimer’s disease. Sometimes she whispers to me in basa Jawa and I just can’t understand. Sometimes the …
Jan 27, 2024: I feel very smug sitting in Mak Sun’s kitchen, eating krawu and trancam and mendol and tempe goreng, knowing that the best vegan food in …
Jan 23, 2024: Investing in artificial intelligence without believing in natural intelligence is modernity in a nutshell.
Jan 22, 2024: Writing (is) for strangers.
Jan 21, 2024: Java makes me feel foreign again, cozy and completely uncatered to.
Jan 20, 2024: Sounds of Java: growling engines, whining brakes; azan from the speakers of every masjid; dangdut on blast from a roadside warung; sawing and chirping …
Jan 19, 2024: Never let anybody tell you where your breath should go. It doesn’t matter what famous gurus say. Yoga yamas, niyamas, asana are preparation for …
Jan 14, 2024: Wijaya kusuma, midnight diva.
Jan 14, 2024: One problem with re-interpreting traditional Sumba death rituals through digital multi-media is that the sacred beings involved might not like digital …
Jan 8, 2024: When an ant colony produces a flying swarm in your bedroom, (because they live in your cheap bamboo furniture), a good solution is to turn off all the …
Jan 7, 2024: Leonard Cohen’s middle to late catalogue continues to provide excellent commentary and companionship in these times.
Dec 1, 2023: Deep sleep last night with all that electricity in the sky. Thinking this morning about Shane MacGowan, some angel, as mosquitoes bite my hands, Jeki …
Dec 1, 2023: Banana leaf after rain.
Nov 30, 2023: Must be a snake nest in the garden because the cats have caught three babies so far. Small, brown, narrow heads, E says not dangerous but how they …
Nov 25, 2023: When it seems like a luxury but also like you need it, or you want it in a truly special way, then you make a religion out of it? A fabulous alibi for …
Nov 25, 2023: Yoga days 5 and 6 completed, I wanted to let you know, although family demands have temporarily disenabled writing. I was thinking how writing is a …
Nov 22, 2023: Black ants on lemon leaves.
Nov 22, 2023: Was gently reminded by yoga day 4 that progress sometimes feels like confusion. Then Ish caught a baby monitor lizard right before headstand. …
Nov 22, 2023: A spell of rain before sunrise, just enough for the orchids. Last quiet day before E returns with Ibuk. Happy to see them but I savor today’s …
Nov 21, 2023: Rainy season means bugs, so many bugs. Colonies produce frenzied night swarms that last mere hours before dropping, energy spent, masses of bodies …
Nov 21, 2023: Jeki mood.
Nov 21, 2023: Woke at 2, big loud soaking rain, couldn’t sleep. Too many thoughts and edits of thoughts too fast. Ah, hormonal insomnia. Best to let it go and …
Nov 21, 2023: And who among us doesn’t have a secret name?
Nov 21, 2023: One reason we resonate is that we also are hybrid beings. Always one foot in and one foot out the door of each world we occupy, it makes us more …
Nov 20, 2023: Jepun bali (frangipani) leaves after rain.
Nov 20, 2023: The bathroom had cream colored wallpaper with gold birdcages on it, peeling at corners. Rose glycerin soap, threadbare bathmat, old calendar with …
Nov 20, 2023: Felt a little progress in my yoga practice today, unusual for day 2. Progress: finding a new way into an old problem.
Nov 20, 2023: Lalah with coconuts.
Nov 20, 2023: Slept late, woken at 6 by Ish. Small rain overnight, overcast now. Less flu-y because didn’t use ac? Jeki was almost sweet about eardrops this …
Nov 19, 2023: Jeki was fine, evening’s dose of eardrops was easier. Rain this afternoon. The minty smell of new dental floss reminded me of Greta’s (grandmother) …
Nov 19, 2023: Woke up at 4, coffee. Felt flu-y, probably from mold. Gave Jeki ear mite drops, barely. Ish didn’t want breakfast. Startled by centipede in …
Nov 18, 2023: They cut into the banyan tree. (In the early hours of the morning, under the waning crescent moon, before the rainy season came.) Now they hammer the …
Nov 18, 2023: Sri Rejeki with new bonsai.
Nov 18, 2023: Coffee with complicated reflections.
Nov 13, 2023: History may be written by the victors, but fiction is beholden to no such law. There’s a limit to the quality of fiction someone can write who has only state-sanctioned dogma. Without geometry, without a basic understanding …
Nov 11, 2023: Coffee with orchid shadow.
Nov 11, 2023: Tales leaf (mbote, taro) after rain. Bulb at base of stem (corm) can be steamed/boiled/roasted/fried. Can eat leaves and stem but must be processed …
Nov 9, 2023: Reading The Future by Naomi Alderman.📚 Can’t resist a rec from Cory Doctorow. Morbidly interested in future-obsessed billionaires with bunkers, eager …
Nov 9, 2023: Peppermint tea (infusion). For two.
Nov 8, 2023: Touching the surface I need to get more comfortable before I write an “about me” page. That’s a little neurotic but sometimes it’s the simple things that are hardest to …
Nov 4, 2023: Ish and Lalah. Bali cats.
Nov 4, 2023: Saturday morning coffee. Kopi tubruk.
Nov 3, 2023: Grateful for rain.
Nov 3, 2023: Rainstorm this morning as I drink my coffee in the dark. Does it mean rainy season is here? I miss the sound and the smell of rain.
Nov 2, 2023: On Making Music (content warning: war) I like to follow hurricanes. I lose myself in it as the pressure system builds, as if from nowhere and everywhere at once. It draws water and fire …
Oct 31, 2023: Batik with burung merak (peacock) and wijaya kusuma flower, a gift from Ibuk.
Oct 30, 2023: Having become beautiful and young, Elizabeth writes blogs.