haiku

(x = space)

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haiku

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twenty pages in

the need to gaze and breathe out

outside for elsewhere

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2

city-wise black trees

darkened too the sky-wept street

nature go with tears

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3

after rain is haze

exhale into clarity

newly gifts of night

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Deprem Çantası Nedir? İçerisinde Neler Olmalı ?

from Turkey, what goes in an earthquake bag

Deprem sonrası ilk saatler çok önemlidir. Gelen depremle birlikte oluşan ilk şok; karmaşaya, iletişimsizliğe ve kaosa yol açabilir.

İşte bu ilk dakikalarda, yardım ekiplerinin bu karmaşa ortamından sıyırılıp, enkaz altındaki depremzedeye ulaşması zaman alabilir.

Bunun için bu ilk dakikalarda yakınınızda veya ulaşabileceğiniz bir konumda deprem çantası olması hayati öneme sahiptir.

Peki hazırlayacağımız bu deprem çantasının içerisinde neler olmalı? Gelin hazırladığımız bu yazımızda, hep beraber nelere ihtiyaç olacağını inceleyelim.

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bunların yanında tapu, ruhsat, sigorta belgelerini ve zorunlu deprem sigortası poliçesinin fotokopisinide ekleyebiliriz.

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Pledge Break

(x = space)

x

x

Pledge Break

x

Goodness

It’s late

I haven’t really

Said anything

I’ve let the tyranny

Of memories and songs

Take over

Drafting elsewhere

x

Tyranny

That could be blessed

For pleasures recalled

And challenges

And to reconsider

Resolutions

x

Well

What is there to say?

Love God

Love each other

I’ll try to do better

Always better

Improve

Even invent

Devices and topoi

As devices

Not cleverness

(clearly)

But invitations

For the nonce

And later on

x

For that is the joy of words

Arranged

That they might be

Considered later on

x

Like words

I like your words

And almost everything they carry

I’m sorry

But for now

I must set aside the hate

Even for justice

‘Til mediation

Greater wisdom

So much greater than my own

Take over

x

We must talk

At least we should

And I can hope

We do

At that table

Where all words

Be shared and understood

And a new world built by them

From every session

Made

Into our mission

x

While most of us

Lead lives away

Improved

Steadier on the path

Cosmically designed

Determined

Our input welcomed

Now with grace

Re-made

From our negotiation

With each other

Willing to listen

By the end

Of sessions

And be changed in

And for

A universe

Always moving

Always changing

x

Together

There’s the wisdom

There has to be

Or else

Franky

We’ve earned oblivion

x

I say

We say

Enough

Let’s fill our cups

And serve each other

On our plates

Wise love

Via service

Receiving thus

Salvation

x

Poetically

And prosaically

Yours,

x

C L Couch

x

x

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x

Crusoe

(x = space)

x

x

Crusoe

x

It took me years

And years to come

To understand

The need

The requirement

To have a life

To have a life to offer

x

Then there is a story

Pages

Chapters

With an ending

That might satisfy

A larger world of woe

And grace

Even rescue,

Notwithstanding

x

What is left

Is little time

The gift grows smaller

Like some things

In other tales

But we have time

As is

On this side

And choices

That are not invisible

In fact,

Are rife with potency

x

The grace of God

Love and understanding

Growing up at last

The tragedy

The humor

The finality

Of wisdom

On this side

Then to another shore

An irony for Crusoe

x

C L Couch

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Early

here are some poems

a booklet as it were

that I drafted early this morning and,

well,

over sixty years

x

I could not decide

maybe none is good

but for now

call this

x

Early

x

x

x

Wages

x

What do I deserve

Well,

The Bible has an answer

x

So does Donald Trump

And others like:

Acquire

And do nothing more

Than lie about how much you have

x

Too little to the IRS

Too much to the rest of the world

x

Then die someday

And nothing that goes with you

Goes with you

Except for judgment

That was avoided

Or, again,

Lied about

x

No grace

Forgoing grace

Since without cost

Isn’t worth collecting

x

x

x

Fixit

x

I need a sewing kit

But then I’d need to do

What to do with it

Or what’s inside it

x

A socket wrench

And other tools

And then a broken car

With which to contend

x

The fixing life for me

On other planes

Repairing in the multiverse

Somebody like but is not me

x

x

x

Caffeine Relaxation

(paradox?)

x

It’s Saturday

It’s early

It’s cold outside

But warmer than

The February expectation

I have some coffee

Actually

To calm me down

I woke up and my eyes hurt

And in many other places

I feel pain

A kind that agitates

So maybe

Some quiet sitting

And creating

While I sip

And hope

The warmth coming inside

Will work some Starbucks

Magic

Like yesterday’s Tim Horton

x

x

x

Simply Born

x

1

x

A problem with the English

Maybe all the

Europeans

Is this matter of the blood

Whom and what

You have

Inherited

Determines

Everything

Monolithic expectations

That lead to similar allowances

x

To the manor born

Above the salt

A Tudor

Or a Stewart

Maybe selected for convenience

But only from those swimming

In the rarified

Waters

Not of H2O

But, you know,

RHIP

x

We can’t be wizards

Sorry

Any more than monarchs

Because we weren’t born to it

While talent

Study

And determination

Aren’t enough

x

And if we’re born into

Villainy,

Well,

You are a villain

Though maybe you’ll get off

The hook

If you foreswear family

And all the generations

Of your line

x

Time in tracks

Matters:

How your family

Behaved as born

One line after another,

The lines

Becoming nets

Because you’re caught inside

The legacy

x

Slice through

Then go out

On your own?

There’s an exception for

Villainy, again,

Or outcast

At the least

And then you better leave

Before your one-time peers

Reach for stones

x

Maybe it’s American

(Canada, the USA, Mexico,

and all the nations

south)

To believe that

One’s own might be dreamed about,

Discovered,

And worked for

x

What are we good at, really?

And dare to ask

What do I want

To do?

x

It’s not to say

Genetics do not matter

And we should take

Somber care

Of understanding

And of choices there

But maybe

Let democracy prevail

Regarding will

As well as votes

And encourage voices, too,

So bold to say

Does not have to be

So bold

x

Break through, England,

And the rest of

Europe:

Allow for aptitudes

And choices

Beyond

What we think the Domesday Book

Or other inked-in listing

Dictates over us

Over ages

x

Be yourselves

And let us be our own

And in this

Let discipline

And joy

x

2

x

Still

Sometimes I would like to know,

To have discovered that

I come from a long line

Sherwood Forest outlaws,

Musketeers,

Or pirates

x

Romantic,

Then, with no brutality

x

Force used only for

Protection and defense—there’s

A code,

Subsuming the genetic

And determined

x

So heroes, then—and

Is that a legacy?

And how much does that matter?

Once again,

We learn about the past

Our past

And what each one

Was disposed to

x

But then we choose

Not because blood

Allows

But more so wishes

And our circumstances that

Might change

Or make us

Reconsider

x

But knowing

(encouraged to know)

Who we are

And what we want

When

We’re allowed

x

x

x

Brother Orchid

x

My sister said

I should try

An orchid

For an indoor plant

I sort of killed

Everything I had

Even the plants

From visits

At the hospital

Brought here

Then what my cat

Finished off

x

Orchids are stronger

Than you think

They last

Deal well with light

And respond to

Conversation

x

Which is the

Only thing I know

To try for sure

Talking to the plants

And

You know

Watering

Them

Too

x

x

x

A School of Good and Evil

(I had the TV on for noise)

x

You know,

They dub the shows

In many languages

x

It’s a Netflix

Thing;

I’m not sure

About the others,

My cable being limited

x

But it’s a service

To the world

And to

Its ratings,

Even approbation

x

And why not

To both?

Serve

And get rewarded;

Sometimes

Does no better

x

It’s a mindset:

A program,

An agenda

x

There is money

Between hands

In media

More so than

Admittedly

Engaging

The ideal

x

Let it go

Let it happen

Say thank you

If you otherwise

Would not understand

Anything

That would otherwise

Be your own

Experience,

Interest,

Delight

x

x

x

Stories for Circles

(in this case, Winx)

x

A school

And a circle of stone

x

A field trip

Or classroom

x

Maybe that’s

What

Stonehenge was for

And all

The circles

Everywhere

Which is to say for

Learning

x

Then no wonder

There’s the

Story

Of Merlin

Raising stones on

Salisbury Plain

x

The circle in

Which to teach

The young

Arthur

x

Circle of stone

For endurance

All

The surfaces

For testing

And for trying out

Like the world that

He would

Grow into

x

Fight

Negotiate

And also most of all

To rule

x

x

x

A Cloak and Must There Be a Dagger

x

I’d like a cloak

To wear

Though they’re not the fashion

Now

x

Nonetheless

Something to draw

Not to zipper

Or to snap

Or button

Over me

So much

x

A cloak

Might speak to

Characters

Of another age

And

You know

Real people

Who need layers

And with

Which

To reach through

For reins

Or to push pocket things

Coins

And such

x

Yes

For walking along cliffsides

And let the ends

Dramatically be blown

By wind

And hints

Of storms

‘Til they arrive

x

But I think could I settle one

Over me

Then I could drive

My car

Or protect things that I carry

Or simply

Unshaped

Move along

x

It is

I guess

A masculine request

Since women

Wear the cloaks just fine

And ponchos

Should

And when they wish

Sigh

For not wanting

To be seen

For

What I wear

x

x

x

Muskrat

x

I wanted that

To be our song

And the one across me

Told me

About already having it

And with another

x

Kindness, perhaps

Regret

Or moving on

Only now do I

Wonder

With a spark

About motivation

x

x

x

The School after Knocks

x

I wish

I could go to

School again

Things would so different

So much

Better

I’d choose more carefully

And not so many

Things

So that I’d be doing

Things

x

I could create

And without motivation

But my own

x

You see

I’d know something of the future and

The possibilities

Outside of agendas

And

Expectations

For me

From the others

x

x

x

Victoryous

x

Love says

In our good books

Also in the trees

On the wind

And over oceans

Inside oceans

Too

That

Kindness is for real

And keeps coming back

For options

x

Rather than

The steel rule

That what is

Hard

And closed

Taking on

Hoping for

Thrashing of opponents

To win

x

Love says

Try another

Because I am

We are

Stronger than metal doors

And points on lances

Untorn banners

And brighter than

LEDs on boards

That signal launches

x

Love will

Last

Beyond

All that

And on its own

A shadow between forms

Like us

Until the forms are more

Like us

Without mortal impedances

To either side

And we are ready

To choose love

And have love

x

In love

There is not much

More ambition

Certainly not

A mean one

There are

Hope and faith

And with these

Love prevails

Over

Well

Everything

x

x

x

Asking

x

What shall I say to you

Today

But that I care

And want

To know

And to know more

Of your story

x

The pages are easily

Worthwhile

Word by word

And spaces

In between

x

Because you have great value

You are you

And what you say

You have

You’ve been

You are

Best-sells

In the best way

Both easy

And compelling

x

A book that gains no money

But is rich

Has wealth

As your own,

As you

x

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C L Couch

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Mille Grazie per Preghiera

(x = space)

x

x

Mille Grazie per Preghiera

x

I feel as if

I should offer

A prayer

To God

For something

x

Gratitude

Confession

Promise or

At least desire

To do better

x

Petition,

Intercession

Plus my own things

x

I’m not sure

How that’s the praise

That’s called for

While it seems

Mostly like complaining

x

Except to say thank you;

Maybe there’s praise

In that

x

C L Couch

x

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sorry for any Italian language that I broke

x

thank you

x

over 40,000

(x = space)

x

x

over 40,000

x

who is left after

are

the broken-hearted

inside broken-bodied

those left who

never believe

in anything

anymore

x

those who have no buildings left

houses or offices

or warehouses

and so sleep inside

if supplied

canvas or nylon

maybe with a floor

maybe not

or in a wide and tall shelter

that might have been

something else

in days

that we do not believe in anymore

x

earth for ground

which for many

isn’t new at all

x

my city’s count

of people gone

razored rubbled stones too big

for anyone or a small group

to lift

even though a noise is heard

or sign or life is seen

or was it imagined

x

we must wait

for healthy people

big machines

waiting on either side

clichés belied

a fresh hell

too late

too little

though

we will get to each other

whatever

living status

notwithstanding

x

there is a border

do we care

tribes

as we knew tribes

who lived in places

x

without places

where

is home

x

it’s nowhere

there is nothing

not even peace

of a flat nothingness

there is so much

cracked rock

torn sheets of metal

splintered glass

and

split ground

x

metal, plastic, cloth

pieces to remove

maybe to inventory

but first

to look and hear

and touch and taste

and smell

for signs of life

x

if there are signs of recognition

(sounds official)

any part that was alive

a writhing shape

or something

monstrously creative

for flesh

and bone

and everything that

moved

in health

not designed

in making

x

it’s visceral

and horrible

to contemplate

x

and here they are

he

she

they

and us

then lifted up

and carried

to wherever

whatever

might be left of us

to carry

and to set down

by the victims

walking

driving

bearing

with newcomers

myriad

with everything inside

that should be inside

shelters

and bodies for shelters

x

time for work

and for embraces

and feeding pets

that also

have been found

x

we must count

though all

for help

if horribly

piecemeal

whole

in-part

surprises

when we find

each other

as we find

each other

x

miracles

or awful

(without awe)

revelation

x

two nations

and all families

in shock

material and flesh

therein

all rived apart

enormous pieces

and so small

like mortal

or like venal

sin

x

we are tired

we are so tired

marrow-tired

yet we lift

like eyes to hills

with all the senses

sensing

and our muscles

weeping

like our faces

and our souls

x

hoping

fearing

to find anything

for what we’ve found

and know

so far

x

the definition

of a living hell

new definitions

ghastly or ghostly

(grim humor

or humors

medieval inquest drawn out)

for the victims

and the victims

x

nature and people

where is evil

maybe nowhere

maybe do not care

but as we can

and for the good

with what we have

get over there

x

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Difficult Sky

(x = space)

x

x

Difficult Sky

(hard to read, to navigate)

x

Today is

Strange

In our little corner

Within corners

x

Particles are falling through

The sky

x

They could be sleet

They could be hail

x

Either way,

Like a warning

Not that we feel apocalypse

We mainly feel the strangeness

x

And that might be the warning:

Today is strange

Be ready

By not being ready

x

And it’s Ash Wednesday

So try to make

A Christian meaning

Out of that

x

Well,

Christ came to save the world

And this day needs

Saving

x

But simply go inside,

Which might be enough of

A measure

With no need to go all

Soteriological

x

Wear the ashes:

Outside, they might run

x

Inside, they might

Instruct

In safety

And in contemplation

x

Or leave your foreheads clean

And think about the ashes

On the inside

(of the inside),

The way thinking might be

Sectarian

Or universalist

x

Either way

If you permit,

Have a good, ashy

Gray day

x

Sunny where you are

Perhaps

Or raining

Or another kind of storm

Still for liturgy

Or hearts or minds

Gray day

x

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On the First Day

(x = space)

x

x

On the First Day

x

Ash Wednesday

Let’s have ash

Upon our foreheads

Crosses that will smudge

And that’s all right

Throughout

The day into

The evening

For the season

x

We say it’s for remembrance

Of death

And our mortality

But our foreheads are warm

There’s temperature beneath

And all the little crosses

Bearing small,

Smudged,

And living

Testimony

Everywhere

x

Not bad for evangelism

Contraindicated for a show

Rather a story of

Black, loving humility

x

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