Making certain it goes on
To know expanse I read thin books on spruce and buffalo, and sailed where ice and bears are serious. I rose when the sun broke wild and...
Waxed!
Suffering is alchemy, change is God Now you droop your head, heavy with rust Sit, contemplate, what did Buddha say? Old age, sickness,...
Chipper
The little sparrows hop ingenuously about the pavement quarreling with sharp voices over those things that interest them. But we...
Living next door to the Lord
You, God, who live next door– If at times, through the long night, I trouble you with my urgent knocking– this is why: I hear you...
Everything is everything
Why, who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my...
Pablo to the rescue
You are going to ask: and where are the lilacs? and the poppy-petalled metaphysics ? and the rain repeatedly spattering its words and...
Marchness
To what can our life on earth be likened? To a flock of geese, alighting on the snow. Sometimes leaving a trace of their passage From...
Down the rabbit hole
The people I’m looking for—I don’t know where they are. I don’t know the color of their clothing. From across the park I see the dark...
The letting go
to live in this world you must be able to do three things to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own...
Princess-style
#thisweekinpoetry: Every week I look back at the past few days and try to find a poetic quote to match. Or maybe the other way around, I...
