Posts Tagged ‘ violets ’

Today’s Haiku (March 12, 2020) | Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi)

かたまつて薄き光の菫かな  渡辺水巴

katamatte usuki hikari no sumire kana

huddling together…


with pale lights

Suiha Watanabe

translation by Fay Aoyagi

from ‘Haidan,’ (‘Haiku Stage’) a monthly haiku magazine, May 2017 Issue, Honami Shoten, Tokyo

Fay’s Note:   Suiha Watanabe (1882-1946)

Source: Today’s Haiku (March 12, 2020) | Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi)

Exclusively on Venus by Trace Peterson | The Brooklyn Rail


by Trace Peterson

Roses are red / violets are transsexual / welcome to womanhood / now get to work honey

Roses are performative / violets are biological / I have very sensitive breasts / and so do your breasts

Roses are biological / you have the nicest skin / I can’t stop kissing you / let’s read more nondualistic queer theory

Roses are fed up / with our binary fetishes / I fucked my doctors / and stole all the medication to hide it in a cave and share it with other trans people

Roses have got me / up against the wall / kissing my neck / which is socially constructed to be a super hot strong feminist neck

Roses are violet / violets are roses / I really like you / I like you tube

Roses are born this way / violets have a lesbian streak / something about your dry sense of humor and our soft intertwined limbs / feels transcendently female

Roses are blue / violets are violet / roses are nonviolet / blue is bluenormative

Roses are from mars / violets had the whole surgery / setting up camp / exclusively on Venus

Roses have gone too far / not to be what girls are made of / I’m coming out / to my academic colleagues as a poet and I bet they will run away screaming

Roses are roses / violets are born this way / someone’s got a hoard / of heteronormative transaffirmation porn you say?

Roses are cheeky / I want you to fuck me / drown violets like an accused witch / in your arms which feel like mine

Violets got a name change / roses changed a pronoun / we ate at a restaurant / and forgot to put the leftovers in the fridge

Roses are trochaic / violets have their original plumbing / let’s march in a protest / then go home and we’ll cook something delicious and eat it with a spork

Violets are permanent / roses are impermanent / thank you for becoming me / offering to embrace your form your fate

Flowerbeds are umbrellas / umbrellas are rubrics / I support your identification / and your disidentification

Men are from women / roses are from Jupiter / women are from men / I can’t tell which is softer, your lips or this pillow or the snow descending gracefully outside

Two by Trace Peterson | The Brooklyn Rail

Ariane Vielmetter: Blue Violets | Notes on Looking


Mary Delany, paper mosaic, 1779

Ariane Vielmetter: Blue Violets | Notes on Looking.

Albrecht Dürer (German, Nuremberg 1471–1528 Nuremberg) Melencolia I Engraving 1514

A Haibun, by Taro Kunugi

A Haibun

In Nara prefecture, there are about 5,000 tumuli, ancient tomb mounds, gigantic to modest in size, and built mostly in the so-called Kofun era (Third  to Seventh centuries). The day before yesterday, I visited two of the famous ones.

lost in spring

I found myself near a tumulus

covered by violets


– Taro Kunugi
March 2015

Queer Poetics Symposium: Equinox Notes plus Twitter Feed | Was Jack Kerouac A Punjabi?

1978510_831740043509459_722645164_oL – R: Ana Bozicevic, Lucas de Lima, Teresa Carmody, and Trace Peterson

Queer Poetics Symposium | Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics

The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.
– Tennessee Williams (by way of Elijah Friess)