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Jujube September 7, 2025

Cubes

Let us fold the wings of our visions. It’s night. Buildings, all angular, on each other topple. Shadows are fractured. The street lamp is a broken flame. — Vladmir Nabokov

Jujube August 31, 2025

The Moment Before

The castle, the river, murmur the stillness; The grass, the trees, deepen the green haze; Birds lift, never quite ready for parting. - Jujube

Jujube August 28, 2025

Qixi – Chinese Valentine’s Day

In the quiet pavilion, the sky is clear, the night holds its breath. Spider silk gleams, incense spirals lovers’ stars meet— I lean back, watching the moonlight drift through the paulownia shade. Time slips soft into dark. - Jujube

Jujube August 24, 2025

Music

The fountain, loftily floating its wondrous, its silvery voice, plashes, and quivers, convoking mirages of love and of loss. — Vladimir Nabokov

Jujube August 17, 2025

Encountering Rain at Lone Mountain Temple

水鹭双飞起， 风荷一向翻。 – 白居易 The egret pair takes flight together, The lotus leaves sway in the breeze. – Bai Juyi (772-846)