𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒

旅人です。思考の流れに運ばれて異国の片隅に立つと、内なる何かが静かにざわめき始めます。知は衝突で目を覚まし、体の奥を流れて輪郭を変えていく。それは滲み滴り、いつか旅人自身よりも先に遠くへ行ってしまうもの。その彼方に確かな名前はなく、通過するたび、まだ見ぬ場所へ連れていかれるだけなのです。

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

Mid-Journey —

Years ago, in graduate school,
I studied travel and mobility.

But the research was never only theoretical.
I was also traveling —
watching how movement, borders, and small encounters shape ordinary lives.

Those thoughts slowly became small fragments on Twitter.
Each one began with the same words:

旅の途上 — Mid-Journey.

There were 365 of them.
In 2023 they became a small book.

Now I am walking that road again,
turning those fragments into poems —
one each day until December 31.

365 fragments of a road.

旅の途上 —

ずいぶん前、大学院でボクは旅と移動について研究していました。

でもそれは理論だけではありませんでした。実際に旅をしながら、移動や境界、そして小さな出会いが人の生活をどう形づくるのかを見ていました。

その思考はやがて、Twitterに書く小さな断片へと変わっていきました。

どの断片も同じ言葉から始まります。

「旅の途上」

全部で365ありました。それらは2023年に一冊の本になりました。

そして今、ボクはその道をもう一度歩き、それらを詩へと書き直しています。

12月31日まで、毎日ひとつ。

365の道の断片。

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

旅の途上の２本の列車のあいだでふたりは出会いました。

１本は去り、もう１本は到着していました。

夕暮れが駅の屋根に静かに降りていました。

ふたりが交わした言葉は、旅人らしくほんのわずかでした。

けれど、言葉が消えたあとにも何かが残っていました。

そして、それぞれが長いあいだその内側で生きてきた国境が、静かに崩れ始めていたのです。

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#vss365 #falling

Mid-Journey—
they met
between two trains.

One was leaving.

One was arriving.

Evening settled
over the station roof.

They spoke only briefly,
as travelers often do.

Yet long after
the words were gone,
something remained,

and the borders
they had lived behind
began falling.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#vss365 #falling

Mid-Journey—
they met
between two trains.

One was leaving.

One was arriving.

Evening settled
over the station roof.

They spoke only briefly,
as travelers often do.

Yet long after
the words were gone,
something remained,

and the borders
they had lived behind
began falling.

[paul negri—#vss365 Host June 1-15 @skeptikoi]

#vss365 #prompt for 4 June 2026 is #falling
Falling…in love again…for a scam…off a cliff…into a habit.
So many ways to be falling. One of my favorites is…without ever hitting bottom. How do you fall? Today’s prompt is #falling.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

旅の途上で葉が古い街道へと舞い落ち続けていました。

旅人は、それが木々との別れだと思っていました。

けれど風は、それを新しい旅の始まりだと思っていたのです。

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#vss365 #falling

Mid-Journey—
the leaves kept falling
across the old road.

The traveler thought
they were leaving the trees.

The wind thought
they were beginning another journey.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#vss365 #falling

Mid-Journey—
the leaves kept falling
across the old road.

The traveler thought
they were leaving the trees.

The wind thought
they were beginning another journey.

[paul negri—#vss365 Host June 1-15 @skeptikoi]

#vss365 #prompt for 4 June 2026 is #falling
Falling…in love again…for a scam…off a cliff…into a habit.
So many ways to be falling. One of my favorites is…without ever hitting bottom. How do you fall? Today’s prompt is #falling.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@mijoy17 Perhaps some places become mirrors for the thoughts we carry there. Whether coincidence or not, it sounds like that gravestone reflected a part of your journey back to you. 🪞🕯️

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@RikaInami8 😌👍

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

旅の途上で異なる声たちを追っていました。

その中には、言葉の分からない声もありました。

それでも不思議なことに、そのすべてが同じ焚き火へと続いていたのです。

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#WriteMap
#OTHER

Mid-Journey—
the traveler followed

other voices.

Some spoke in languages
he could not understand.

Yet somehow,

they all led
toward the same fire.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#WriteMap
#OTHER

Mid-Journey—
the traveler followed

other voices.

Some spoke in languages
he could not understand.

Yet somehow,

they all led
toward the same fire.

[Kira @kira_clarke]

Please consider giving my prompt a try

#WriteMap 504

Map a meaningful event or issue from your past, present or future. All writing forms are OK (fiction, nonfiction, poetry, prose, etc.).

Prompt (optional): OTHER

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@kira_clarke Thank you, Kira. I think every road we do not take remains somewhere within us, quietly becoming one of our unlived lives. Perhaps the journey is learning how to travel with them rather than regret them.😌

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#WriteMap 503
#ONLY

Mid-Journey—
Only
the road not taken
kept walking
beside me.

[Kira @kira_clarke]

Please consider giving my prompt a try

#WriteMap 503

Map a meaningful event or issue from your past, present or future. All writing forms are OK (fiction, nonfiction, poetry, prose, etc.).

Prompt (optional): ONLY

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@poetrybymaree Thank you.✨I sometimes think a place begins to reveal itself when it becomes part of someone's story.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

Mid-Journey—
for weeks

the mountains followed
the bus windows,

beyond market stalls,
beyond dusty roads,
beyond laundry
lifting in the wind.

Beautiful.

That was all.

Then one morning,
outside a roadside café,

an old man raised his cup
and pointed toward a distant ridge.

"My father is buried there."

The mountains remained
exactly where they were.

Yet from that moment,

the road was no longer a road,
the village no longer a village,

and the horizon
carried a human name.

On the map,

nothing had changed.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#MidJourney365

Mid-Journey—
at a small station between destinations,
a traveler began to play.

Between the one who played
and the one who listened,
a quiet drama of music
continued to unfold.

Then came a moment
when each recognized
the other's resonance.

For a brief living present,
they shared the same inner time.

The melody moved between them
until even it forgot
who was playing
and who was listening.

The "I" and the "you" remained,
yet something else appeared.

What remained
was a quiet "we,"

two travelers
sharing the same moment
as the road went on.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#旅の途上365

旅の途上の目的地と目的地のあいだにある小さな駅で、ひとりの旅人が演奏を始めました。

奏でる者と、耳を傾ける者とのあいだには、静かな音楽のドラマが絶えず流れていました。

やがてある瞬間、互いが響き合っていることを確かめ合ったのです。

束の間の生きた現在のなかで、ふたりは同じ内的時間を生きていました。

旋律はふたりのあいだを行き来し、ついにはその旋律でさえ、誰が奏でていて、誰が聴いているのかを忘れてしまったのです。

「わ���し」と「あなた」はそのままそこにありました。

けれど、そのあいだから別の何かが立ち現れていました。

そこに残っていたのは、静かな「わたしたち」。

道がなお続いてゆくなかで、同じひとときを分かち合うふたりの旅人だったのです。

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@RMars2675 😌👍

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

旅の途上で地図は言い張っていました。こちらが正しい、と。

けれど道は、別の答えを示していました。

列車に乗り遅れました。嵐にも遭いました。ひとつの会話が��次の出発を遅らせました。

夕暮れになる頃には、旅はすでに地図の余��の外までさまよい出ていました。

地図はそれを失敗と呼びました。

道はそれを経験と呼びました。

そしてその両方の下で、なお動き続ける世界は、もう一本の道を静かに差し出していました。

勝利は何も語りませんでした。

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#vss365 #victory

Mid-Journey—
the map insisted.

The road disagreed.

A train was missed.
A storm arrived.
A conversation delayed the next departure.

By evening,
the journey had wandered far beyond
the margins of the page.

The map called it failure.

The road called it experience.

And the world,
still moving beneath both,

offered another road.

Victory said nothing.

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

#vss365 #victory

Mid-Journey—
the map insisted.

The road disagreed.

A train was missed.
A storm arrived.
A conversation delayed the next departure.

By evening,
the journey had wandered far beyond
the margins of the page.

The map called it failure.

The road called it experience.

And the world,
still moving beneath both,

offered another road.

Victory said nothing.

[paul negri—#vss365 Host June 1-15 @skeptikoi]

#vss365 #prompt #victory
Victory is in the eye of the victor—and the vanquished. There are many ways to be victorious or defeated. Many are the causes and consequences. Each has its own story. THe prompt word for today is #victory

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@sinobukiligawya 😌👍

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@sinobukiligawya こちらこそありがとうございます。「外から現れることもある」というお言葉に深く頷きました。あの花びらは、ひまわりから旅立っただけでなく、読者の心にも舞い込んだのかもしれませんね。🌻❣️

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@bianca_6543 🚶‍♂️🌿✨

[𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor]

@bianca_6543 I love that thought. The flower didn't need to announce itself. It was simply there, and for a moment your path crossed its own.
🌺😌