Drew Korschun outdoors in Golden Gate Park

Cry-drops became the matter of meWhen softness yielded to flowNow particles part themselves apart,And with the wind I go

Heya. I’m a writer, scholar, and lover of language. This is a living archive of my work and the life that nurtures it.

A glazed dragon architectural detail in Mukden

Scholarship

Research on East Asian literature, Japanese imperial fascism, and the utopian horizons of artmaking.

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The Dazgung word ghuleng written in its script

Conlangs

Grammars, lexicons, and other resources on my conlangs (constructed languages).

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“[M]an everywhere is still living in prehistory, indeed all and everything still stands before the creation of the world, a right world. True genesis is not at the beginning but at the end.” — Ernst Bloch, The Principle of Hope