Lately, I’ve been exploring ways to immerse myself in readings more completely - and I Ching poetry seems to be a way to do that. Of course the book is poetry itself, but the attempts I know of to translate it directly into rhyme basically reduce it to jingles.
I linked the other day to Thom [...]
This started out as an audio recording I made while I was washing up one night and just felt like ranting aloud. Unfortunately this means the sound is punctuated and/or drowned out entirely by assorted splashings and clashings of pans. I would re-record it - except that I haven’t altogether got my voice back yet. [...]
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