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Sea Urchin

March 25, 2010

Here’s a little poem by “Annehedonia” about Adam’s experience at a Japanese chat show, where he was to sing For Your Entertainment and was appropriately attired with spiky epaulettes, etc. Only one of the assembled company spoke English, and when they all began touching his projectile-adorned shoulders, he said, “sea urchin”.

This poem is written in a Japanese form called “tanka” (translation: “short song”) – just for fun ~


“Sea urchin”, he said
Curious fingers touching
Spiny epaulettes
Asian fans are hungry for
Sweet-tender delicacy

4 Comments leave one →
  1. March 25, 2010 11:53 pm

    Very interesting verse…you capture the audience behavior quite nicely…thanks for sharing this.

  2. LolaGlamb permalink
    March 26, 2010 12:48 am

    Love it! Love poetry. Did you read where Adam discovered Khalil Gibran? Apparently a UK fan gave him a copy of The Prophet. Remember when…? It was all the rage when I was in college. Nice to know our boy is enjoying this wonderful poet/philosopher. It is right up his ally. I always loved ‘The Madman’, and in fact used to do it as a dramatic interpretation in my speech classes. I was a Speech/Theater major, so I really appreciate Adam’s love and knowledge of literature, musicals and plays.


  3. lola permalink
    March 26, 2010 1:36 am

    love the poem, love glamurchin! clever!

  4. annehedonia permalink
    March 26, 2010 9:54 am

    Hi y’all and thanks! Juneau was kind enough to create this post for me (as well as inventing the glamurchin, which, I’m certain, recognizes Adam as his brother-in-arms, er… spines).
    Yes, I remember the Khalil Gibran “craze” from years ago, and yes, I definitely think he’s a very worthwhile teacher/diversion. I also remember a cartoon from that time period by an artist named B. Kiban featuring a buffalo saying, “I never met an Indian I didn’t like, with the possible exception of Khalil Gibran”. …which makes no sense a’tall considering that Gibran was Lebanese. Ah, the things that are wedged in the far recesses of the brain…

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