Aug 5 2009

Thich Nhat Hahn

Drink Your Tea Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves – slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future; Live the actual moment. Only this moment is life. Being Peace If we are peaceful. If we are happy. We can smile and blossom Like [...]

Jul 27 2009

charles bukowski

splash the illusion is that you are simply reading this poem. the reality is that this is more than a poem. this is a beggar’s knife. this is a tulip. this is a soldier marching through Madrid. this is you on your death bed. this [...]

Jul 9 2009

petals

The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough. Ezra Pound

Jul 7 2009

kuan yun she

  Seventh Day Seventh Month   Tangle together like painted Clouds on a screen, then, Thighs enlaced, heads together On the pillow we sing softly To the full moon and watch time pass. The declining moon marks the hours. Suddenly we are seized by grief and fear. Three o’clock in the morning Has gone by but we cannot [...]

Jul 2 2009

rumi

If you could get rid Of yourself just once, The secret of secrets Would open to you. The face of the unknown, Hidden beyond the universe Would appear on the Mirror of your perception. Rumi

Jun 29 2009

buson

Plum-blossoms everywhere, I should go south, I should go north.   Buson (1716-1783)       Continue reading

Jun 25 2009

language

Language When a man is in love how can he use old words? Should a woman desiring her lover lie down with grammarians and linguists? I said nothing to the woman I loved but gathered love’s adjectives into a suitcase and fled from all languages. …Nizar Qabbani

Jun 5 2009

silences

    I love your silences, they are like mine. You are the only being before whom I am not distressed by my own silences. You have a vehement silence, one feels it is charged with essences, it is a strangely alive silence, like a trap open over a well, from which one can hear the secret [...]

Jun 2 2009

magic carpet

    A well-composed book is a magic carpet on which we are wafted to a world that we cannot enter in any other way” Caroline Gordon    

May 29 2009

as if it were a riddle

    We plan our lives according to a dream that came to us in our childhood, and we find that life alters our plans. And yet, at the end, from a rare height, we also see that our dream was our fate. It’s just that providence had other ideas as to how we would get there. [...]