Man, “AsukaHotaru doesn’t bring a lesson. Just a mirror.” made my throat go tight. I’m grateful you made room for me in your bucket and didn’t turn it into a performance. You handled my words with steady hands, like you trusted them. That kind of care sticks. I’m walking around a little softer after reading your framing of it. Yeah, I’m keeping that. Thank you for being here with me, Odel, as always.
I love this, Asuka! And I am overjoyed that you are unwilling to settle for a love which would reduce your hunger to peace.
As always, your intelligence shines through every dusty word: no spit; just splendor! Compromise and the unwillingness to compromise are things you know all too well. This poem has apprenticed with Cinderella, and wisely rejected her teachings as too uppity. It is better to sweep the fireplace, but love one's self.
Man, “AsukaHotaru doesn’t bring a lesson. Just a mirror.” made my throat go tight. I’m grateful you made room for me in your bucket and didn’t turn it into a performance. You handled my words with steady hands, like you trusted them. That kind of care sticks. I’m walking around a little softer after reading your framing of it. Yeah, I’m keeping that. Thank you for being here with me, Odel, as always.
Thank you, Asuka, for taking your place in The Mirror Room
And it was a great poem ☺️
I love this, Asuka! And I am overjoyed that you are unwilling to settle for a love which would reduce your hunger to peace.
As always, your intelligence shines through every dusty word: no spit; just splendor! Compromise and the unwillingness to compromise are things you know all too well. This poem has apprenticed with Cinderella, and wisely rejected her teachings as too uppity. It is better to sweep the fireplace, but love one's self.
indeed, Asuka is awesome
I love the line “ but my body kept telling the truth “. It always does.
Thank you, Gerald !