The stuff on this blog is poetry. It's not sudoku. You don't have to work anything out or look for any meaning. It's just images and sonics and poetry that is designed to be untranslatable. If you try to translate it it won't work. Just let it remain as poetry and it might just...
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you have
a haiku cold--
ahachoo
I know. They keep sneezing out! Got a hankie I can borrow?
Yep. It's fairly clean! :o)
Hmm this slightly unclean thing worries me a bit. What's on it? Or who?
Intense piece, Steve
man on a cross - this could be the sniper or the target
in the shimmer of distance – I immediately visualized the glint of the sun bouncing from the lens
AND
the hint of a distant target, obscured by heat energy – so it’s just a shimmer
sniper rifle
I see the cross also as a crucifix, which I believe is pertinent to the scene, on many levels
Lots of ways to take this, pretty damn good for a few words.
Z.
I tend not to know from whom the nose blows. (John Donne-Blowin)
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