Tag Archives: Written by Thorsten Becker

Blue Water City

Blue Water City, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. “I gotta get out, out of Frac­tal City, clear my head, refresh my synapses, go down to Blue Water City. Blue Water City, so clean you can dip into any pud­dle and come out fresher than the morn­ing dew. Gotta take a dive, make a splash, wash …

12. September 2011 – 13:04 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetics | Tagged , , , , , , | Comments (0)

Fractal City

Frac­tal City, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. “Frac­tal City, a dirty pit of infi­nite geo­met­ric forms and grids of math­e­mat­i­cal pat­ters. Where binary thugs come at ana­logue sig­nals in pre­cisely cal­cu­lated inter­vals, where Man­del­brot crime lords reign supreme over lesser iter­a­tions. The low­est com­mon denom­i­na­tor here is that you can always count on some alge­braic …

12. September 2011 – 11:57 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetics | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Comments (0)

For cherry blossoms, new life

For cherry blos­soms, new life, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. The trist of win­ter Has the drag­on­fly in its grip My heart is aching Pray­ing for spring mir­a­cle For cherry blos­soms, new life © Thorsten Becker   I’ve devi­ated from my Wednesday/Sunday post­ing cycle as I sim­ply couldn’t find my words. Any cat­a­stro­phe touches me but …

18. March 2011 – 11:52 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetics | Tagged , , , , | Comments (10)

Tossing and turning

Toss­ing and turn­ing, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. The clock chimed twelve As the mid­night sun Eerily spun A twi­light web Across slate gray night At that hour I approached the gate Wide and great Lead­ing to mind’s gar­den Of flash­ing den­drite Step­ping into, walk­ing through I felt my soul entwine Wrapped in deep dark vine …

9. March 2011 – 14:07 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetics | Tagged , , , , | Comments (2)

An echo in time

An echo in time, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. There is time, more than enough time, yet there is barely any left. The noise of this world is get­ting louder, drown­ing out the songs, those sweet songs, rever­ber­at­ing in time. I close my eyes, I dream. The mist of time envelops me and there they are, …

6. March 2011 – 20:53 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetics | Tagged , , | Comments (2)

Spring glances with sleepy eyes

Spring glances with sleepy eyes, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Blue sky, first warm rays Spring glances with sleepy eyes Across silent lands Dream­ing in Winter’s bed Of life’s intense col­ors © Thorsten Becker My first attempt at a tanka, a genre of Japan­ese Waka (poetry) of which I had not heard before — at …

2. March 2011 – 15:02 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetics | Tagged , , , , , | Comments (0)

Wind’s little sister

Wind’s lit­tle sis­ter, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. “Come chil­dren, come gather round, I want to show you some­thing,” mas­ter Wu Shi encour­aged his lit­tle pupils. “Do you know what this is?” he asked. “It’s a flute,” the chil­dren replied. “Oh yes, but it is much more than that. It is a mes­sen­ger. Can you …

27. February 2011 – 13:38 | By Thorsten | Posted in Poetics | Tagged , , , , , , | Comments (7)