Chrestomathy

Everything familiarOnce started As something foreign. We nibble atThe unknown,Chew and digestEach tiny bite. And gradually the tasteOf something strangeOr unpalatableBecomes somethingThat we crave. There was a timeWhen the thingsThat you love mostWere crypticAnd befuddling.Can you remember? Take a momentTo be gratefulTo the onesWho packaged experienceInto delectable parcelsTeasing us with the promiseOf bigger mysteries. Reading …

Insomnia companion, part 3: falling

If you can’t fall asleepWhere can you fall instead? Can you fall under the spellOf your own sleeplessness?Can you fall in loveWith some tiny traceOf beauty in the worldYou had never thought to notice? Can you feel the sensation in your bodyOf falling?Do you feel scared?Do you feel elated? There are places in our livesWhere …