Man, dream! Man, dream! Man, dream! Man, dream of cities walled, of malls, gritty city streets, halls of commerce stacks of paper miles deep things to make your children weep Man, dream of guns, of bullets, of rifle-song, of the guillotine of obscene bombs twenty thousand strong bursting over the heads of He-Who-Must-Be-In-The-Wrong Man, dream of empire, dream of walls, of Coliseum miles tall of … Continue reading Man, Dream! – The sleep of reason
What do I remember from weekend? Waves lapping the side of river Cascades of sunlit moisture sheeting cross midair in afternoon raine Breath of earth heart, soft over the hairs of hilltops A pair of birds alight on the tree, sheltering wet wings for a brief moment Alighting into a milk-tea sky shudders of great vibrations of incomprehensible wiggling motivations in the breast of the body … Continue reading River Mountain Nature Rain
Creature, Oh creature! Creature my love! Creature which dwells deep in the deepest, Creature of my heart! Creature of the age! Creature I am with you in the wilds! Creature oh the heady madness’s Oh the joy! Creature the many vistas! Creature the expanses, the terrain! Creature I know not whence from where you came! Creature my happiness! Creature my darling Oh My Joy! Creature the … Continue reading Creature
A wink across cyberspace to a being whom I regard as part of myself, namely, you. —What on earth is the matter with you? Every time you come within a hairs breadth of it, you rush off to check whether or not what you just saw had been seen by another Did it occur to you that those who have seen did not walk from … Continue reading What On Earth Is The Matter With You?
I have something to say to you, dear one listen to me, it is the rustle of leaves and the bright yellow sound of sunlight tapping on white paint, it is the laughter of babes! it is the great beast with countless arms and eyes who is everywhere and nowhere, whose breath raises, mountain, and falls, valley! “it” is pouring sweet ambrosia into the heart … Continue reading Poetry of my heart
What is the soul? I cannot stop asking… I try to pin it down, it slips away, maybe words can’t capture the right feel today Is it the way the wind rustles the leaves into gutter alleys and cul de sacs between the bricks? Or the heat spreading from my chest? What is the difference between these two processes? When I look, I cannot find … Continue reading Finding the Soul
Big mind, singing mind, mind without border or limit, spread edge-ways across the observable universe, moss growing silently on rocky plateau in the Andes, tree frog glistens, croaks song in the Amazon night, love of mother penguin for chicklet in freezing Arctic the first rubs of Cicadas wings after seventeen years of hibernation, ecstatic lovemaking in the insect kingdom, the lights on Fifth Avenue shift … Continue reading Can I sing to You?
I am you, And you are me. I am I, And we are we. All of us living, in this fantasy. There is no self, And there is no me. This is it, And this is free. Without the ego, The mind can see. Everything is one, And Everything is the. No meaning, no symbols, Just Let it be. This is the vision, This is the key. The key to remember…. I am you, And … Continue reading Higher reality – That’s me
Elixir vitae Sap of yggdrasil Sticky effulgence In ancient Caucasus Groves among the ancestral eld trees And druidic overtone circles Where we came together and United the tribes Sacred grove! Origin of all temples! Ovid, yelling , there is a spirit here! The Gods favour wild trees Unsown by mortal hand Have we forgotten Artemis, Whose menstruation is The sacred red earth? Let no axe … Continue reading Bizarre dream – World tree
I have been mulling over the rhythmic content of human speech and poetry and have come to some tentative conclusions. When we speak and use rhythmic expression, we are stroking the nervous system into a new vibration pattern using the breath and the force of sound. It is my starting assumption that basically the cosmos is a vibratory phenomenon, that it is form in motion, … Continue reading Rhythm and Poetry