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∞07:02 pm, by projectcommon

When all is equally agitated, nothing appears to be agitated, as in a ship. When all tend to debauchery, none appears to do so. He who stops draws attention to the excess of others, like a fixed point.

Blaise Pascal

∞09:35 am, by projectcommon ∩1

Nonsense

Your arc of thought is recognizable,

And I plan to stand

At your bower with clippers in hand

Chopping unmercifully if you

Sprout any more nonsense.

We all like shade, sure,

But spare me your shadows.

∞09:27 pm, by projectcommon

[nonsense] [hogwash] [poppycock] [bunk] [poem] [poetry] [shadows]

We did an engagement photo shoot last week with Jacob and Noelle Goodlin and got a sneak preview of how they turned out! I <3 <3 <3 this.

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∞01:45 pm, by projectcommon

[photo] [photography] [goodlin] [engagement] [solomon sok] [grass] [green] [nature]

English Is

English is

The way sounds can

Sprawl out on words

Like sunbathers,

And mentions of meanings

That perch on a phrase as

Entwined branches sway

In contextual breezes

∞04:14 pm, by projectcommon ∩2

[english] [language] [writing] [writer] [poem] [poetry] [metaphor]

Time Tourism, Part 4

Careless

You cannot taste

The salt of sounds,

Nor drink the power of a line

I am too easily dismayed

By the touch of your words,

The flick of easy syllables

Off your tongue,

So careless

They ricochet off my spirit

Just long enough to draw blood

∞09:57 am, by projectcommon

[careless] [communication] [poem] [poetry] [words] [time tourism]

Gem Panning in Pailin

I will whisk the water,

Claiming colors from its

Muddled tints; the marsh,

The movement of many others

Soon the sun will strike

My neck and beat my back,

Whispering a mockery

Upon the weakening breeze

But I am at the water’s edge

Its thin cloud of coolness

Rippling slow as the muddied sky

Shines brown beneath me

I dip my sieve

Into the heavens,

Hoping to claim a rainbow

∞09:05 am, by projectcommon ∩1

[gems] [gemstone] [jewel] [panning] [mining] [khmer] [kola] [cambodia] [pailin] [phailin] [battambang] [poem] [poetry] [rainbow] [colors]

Drive on a Given Saturday

Ponchos puffed

With incoming air

(We were

Riding a moto

Driving 47 kilometers

Per hour down a

Partially paved, not-so

Speedy-way)

I was one big

(Absurd) balloon of

Love ready to burst

At the edges, as we fluttered

Forward and his visored grin

Blustered through me

Like a gust of wind

∞09:56 am, by projectcommon

[solomon sok] [moto] [drive] [saturday] [balloon] [love] [poem] [poetry] [wind]

Time Tourism, Part 3

Motion Series:Butterfly

Angles form so awkward at the joints

Your limbs sprawling rigid and reckless

Strange staccato stutterings of motion

Bristle from your muscles

In tight and tiny rotations

You loosen now, in pulsing patterns

Stroking the air with velvet feelers,

Waving lacy membranes

Stretched like canvas on the frame of your wing

Bright and still drying

Your colors rise, catching the breeze

That wafts, light and gently

From your movement as it morphs

Towards the rhythm of flight

∞09:50 am, by projectcommon

[birth] [butterfly] [motion] [movement] [poem] [poetry] [time tourism]

my favorite boy. to put it mildly.

Original photo courtesy of Jacob Goodlin.

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∞04:40 pm, by projectcommon

[sok solomon]

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