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J.T. Baka

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Ukiyo-e - the floating world. Woodblock printings showing beautiful people, breathtaking sceneries, amazing landscapes, unforgettable moments. Ukiyo-e - the fleeing world. Woodblock printings showing what's there in a very specific moment of time and space. And what will never be there again. Like these woodblock printings from Japan j. t. baka tries to catch in his lyrics moments of beauty, of happiness and of funny times - but also moments of loss and sadness. In his writings which are more personal than ever before j. t. baka records the fleeing moments of (his) life and of the times we are all living in and reflects on them. And here and there he is telling a story which maybe is funny at times. "Ukiyo-e. Coffee Shop Diaries I" collects lyrics written between September 2018 and March 2020 in different coffee shops and other locations in the countries of Austria, Finland, Germany, Korea and Japan.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

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Table of Contents

Prologue

Non-place.requiem

16

16. A

16. B

Mixed zone

Vienna

Epilogue

prologue

me

born early

to live a long fullfilling life

at midnight

doors and gates

opening to the singing

of a mute nightingale

born late

to live a short life

ending with a wham bang

at midnight

a pregnant ghost

dancing to the sound

of a violin playing goat

stillborn

to live a life among the stars

at midnight

a lady fox and a deer

starting to travel the milky way

to the sound of their heartbeats

born right at midnight

a wanderer between worlds

living many lives

who are

you

out in the cold

white night

and where

under

the bright shining stars

non-place.requiem

catching up

in between

dead ends

dead ends

in between

in between

dead ends

dead ends

in between

in between

dead ends

dead ends

in between

in

between dead

ends

dead ends

dead

end

desire

struggling

strangled

what’s the difference

hired

fired

what’s the difference

eat

eaten

what’s the difference

kill

killed

what’s the difference

building

destroying

what’s the difference

start a relationship

finish a relationship

what’s the difference

loved

hated

what’s the difference

if there is no one

make one

together

brace yourself

for the grace

of a place

full of love for itself

and you

yes and you

brace yourself

for the face

you are going to encounter

at the counter

brace yourself

for the haze

you are going to fall into

before falling in love

with the grace of a face

you are going to faze

because

all of a sudden

it’s a chase through a maze

and the clock is ticking

and evil is licking

it’s lips

ready for the dips

you are going to deliver

start not to shiver

and do not quiver

don’t be fazed

by the face

welcome her grace

and you will come out of the maze

with her

together

yes together

BRACE

IMPACT IMMANENT

I am

gonna treat

you

I am

gonna feed

(me)

you

my heart

singing

in the shower

with all of my heart

smiled upon

by the morning sun

touched

by her golden rays

which are forming

a pair of a horse and a deer

dancing on my skin

embraced

by her warmth

I am readying

myself for the beauty

of the day

with all of my being

standing

in front of the counter

smiled upon

by the barista

touched

by the warmth of her smile

embraced

by the happiness in her eyes

I delight

in a vision of

us together

now and forever for just a second

sitting at the table

at the window

staring into the cup

of hot steaming coffee

watching the steam

forming into a pair

of a horse and a deer

dancing around each other

anticipating the coffee’s strong taste

with delight

while enjoying the sweet taste of a danish pastry

I am readying

myself for today’s challenges

but

by a stroke of bad luck

by a stroke of the poet’s brush

I am suddenly