November 12, 2016

"Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back

They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track

But you'll be hearing from me baby, long after I'm gone

I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window in the Tower of Song."

From 'Tower of Song' by Leonard Cohe...

July 16, 2016

"We are not afraid of night,

Nor days of gloom,

Nor darkness–

Being walkers with the sun and morning."

From 'Walkers with the dawn' by Langston Hughes


I think about the world a lot these days. I mean, what the hell? The news has become a long litany of place names: Orlando...

April 22, 2016

 

Suffering is alchemy, change is God
Now you droop your head, heavy with rust

 

Sit, contemplate, what did Buddha say?
Old age, sickness, death, no one owns eternity

 

From 'Peony' by Marilyn Chin

 

The other day I saw Ruby Wax. She gave a lecture on mindfulness, that's her...

April 16, 2016

 The little sparrows 
hop ingenuously 
about the pavement 
quarreling 
with sharp voices 
over those things 
that interest them. 
But we who are wiser 
shut ourselves in 
on either hand 
and no one knows 
whether we think good 
or evil. 

 

From ' Pastoral poem' by Willia...

April 9, 2016

 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 breathe so seldom.
I know you’re all alone in that room.
If you should be thirsty, there’s no one
to get you a glass of water.
I wait lis...

April 2, 2016

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 sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,  
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of
the wate...

March 25, 2016

 

 You are going to ask: and where are the lilacs?
and the p
oppy-petalled metaphysics ?
and the rain repeatedly spattering
its words and drilling them full
of apertures and birds?'
 
I’ll tell you all the news.

 

From 'I'm explaining a few things' by Pablo Neruda

What good...

March 11, 2016

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 windows of my apartment.

Spring has arrived.
Let me not despair.

 

From 'Song for the Festival' by Gretchen Marquette

 

 

A strange thing h...

February 27, 2016

#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 find good poetry and try to match the week with it. Whichever works.

 

 

"I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, 

And a small cab...

February 19, 2016

#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 find good poetry and try to match the week with it. Whichever works.

 

"Every day you play with the light of the universe.
Subtle visi...

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