Hiroshima moves on?...

A confronting, 2013 article by @ccohanlon. Read it slowly; let the words sink deep.
'There are the yellow tags that indicate the gnarled, stunted trees, mostly Australian eucalypts and wattles, that still survive the blast, 58 years on, within a kilometer of the hypocenter.' https://t.co/cxseipaDo6

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) August 6, 2021

A wealth of informative images are beautifully presented in this article via a skilled wordsmith. The horror of  'that day' lingers on...

I wonder about the mention of those 2 Australian trees - staunch survivors...Why? Why those trees?

dawn is a veil...

dawn is a veil
of limp stratus
mist and grey waves
no telling where
day opens #tanka https://t.co/vwFoWviEoU

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) September 30, 2020

Mediterranean dreaming...

Mediterranean dreaming... https://t.co/e1TPNh1kVN

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) September 27, 2020

beyond the dust...

A light westerly has thinned the dust-laden haze on the other side of the Strait and for the first time in weeks, we can see the rooftops of Ceuta and the coastal foothills of northern Morocco.

— c.c. o'hanlon (@ccohanlon) September 26, 2020

to a different drum beat...

Everything I own is in storage, half a dozen lock-ups in four countries. I have more than 6,600 books, not counting chap-books, pamphlets, broadsheets, maps and old charts. Nearly all of them have been in boxes since 2007. I’m not sure I’ll ever see them all in one place again.

— c.c. o'hanlon (@ccohanlon) August 3, 2020

A few months ago, I had a prospect of earning some good money. I started looking for somewhere my wife and I could live: upstate New York or Vermont (thanks @genese_grill), a house with a barn we could fix up to house the books.

[sigh] At least, I still have the books.

— c.c. o'hanlon (@ccohanlon) August 3, 2020

I tried to possess this country...

Such rich and beautiful expression...
'I tried to possess this country, and this country possessed me...'- True words for so many of us here in Australia...
'I breathe African smells during the hot nights like an incense ever rising toward mysterious and cruel divinities...' ❤️🙏 https://t.co/4A0DRzuFU3

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) July 3, 2020

Tyrian purple haze...

Beautiful sense of the exotic in your words...Love it...

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) July 3, 2020