Ramzan Mela [Free Verse]

A fire flares
   up Mosque Road.

Orange flames burn brightly 
    beyond the ovals lit by 
    feeble streetlamps.

Some fat 's hit the fire,
    and the smoke 's
    rising high.

The throngs have arrived --
    hungry & huddled,
    with tiny plates of 
    jiggly cubed meat.

The pious --
    angry stomachs, 
    vibrating to sundown

&

Impious Instagrammers
    (or, at least, substantially less pious,)
    having their eighth tiny meal
    of the day
    (some spit into a bucket, Hollywood-style.)

All gathered to break bread --
    except there is no bread
    (save the occasional roomali roti) 

So, instead, they bite basa or mutton 
    or chicken or camel or prawns --

all smoky

all devoured. 

DAILY PHOTO: Sunset at Kandy Lake

Machine Flow [Free Verse]

This machine can flow,
     moving over, around, 
     & through.

Skin conforms to the contours
     of musculature.

Muscle binds to bone,
     muscle that thickens
     and lengthens and ripples
     and pulses.

Bones that flex and recoil.

But that machine can flow --
     over, around, and through.

It can cause air to pop
     and water to slosh
     and earth to tremor.

It crawls through liquid,
    slices through gases,
    and slams the solids,

but can move over, around,
    and through.

Airlines Hotel, Bangalore

What is your favorite restaurant?

Airlines Hotel. Open air under a banyan tree: don’t get much more ambiance than that. And they make a mean dosa.

Beach Bunker [Senryū]

bunker on the beach
sends mixed messages about
trip tranquility.

DAILY PHOTO: Black Temples under Blue Skies, Bali

BOOK REVIEW: The Rope Artist by Fuminori Nakamura

The Rope ArtistThe Rope Artist by Fuminori Nakamura
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

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Release Date: May 2, 2023

This is a hard-boiled detective novel centered around the mysterious death of a kinbaku artist, kinbaku is a Japanese art of tying up a person with rope, the practice sprung from the need to bind prisoners of war and criminals, but it came to be associated with the BDSM (Bondage, Domination / Submission, & Sado-Masochism) activities of kinky sex. The death of the rope artist, Kazunari Yoshikawa, is but the first of a few fatalities that are somehow connected, though the reader only learns how by following the story through to the end. There are several novel elements of the story that grab the reader’s attention, including: sex worker doppelgangers and a man with a missing finger and no known name.

I was engrossed by this novel. It captured my attention from the beginning. The psychology on display in the story is at once fascinating and bizarre. The story is told via three perspectives. The first is a junior detective, Togashi, who is a bit libido-driven and prone to ill-considered decisions. As a main character, one anticipates some of Togashi’s decisions because one knows what drives him, he’s a sucker for a pretty woman, but what the reader doesn’t know is when and how it will blow up in his face. The other main perspective is that of another detective, Hayama, who is the antithesis of Togashi. Hayama is immune to libidinous temptations and is solid as a rock where Togashi is nervous and neurotic. (The third perspective is Yoshikawa’s epistolary confession [no one has completely clean hands in this book.])

If you like crime fiction that’s a bit edgy, you may want to look into this book. That said, a warning for sensitive readers, it is sexually explicit and, while it’s not so sex-centered as to be primarily classified erotica, sex of various types occurs throughout the book.


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Balanced Chaos [Haiku]

the tree stretches
wildly in all directions,
and yet feels balanced.

DAILY PHOTO: Brimming Waterfall