Tonguetwister

TONGUETWISTER

Beyond this longing
Never a longing ever
Please linger longer

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on March 26, 2013, in Poetry, Senryu, Writing and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.

  1. Say that 5 times fast…

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  2. Saying it fast worked better than I first imagined. Hah! Still a wonderful senryu 🙂

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  3. I am still trying to wrap my mind around this one to figure out the tone you use for love (or longing).

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  4. and also what the promise means in your tagging…I always find your choice of words n your tags as interesting as the art above it.

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    • Surely any longing always has an element of promise (unless it is a longing for the unattainable, which is of course a little foolish). And to pass to a place where is no longer a need for longing is sure a greater promise?

      Ah! Words, words, words …

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      • I always think of longing as tortuous and painful, but I am also very inpatient so maybe that’s just my take on the word…wouldn’t longing mean being unattainable, either indefinitely or not?

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      • Surrendering to longing in the context of devotion, surprisingly, turns out to be blissful.

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