Apr
20
2010
My Delight and Thy Delight
My delight and thy delight
Walking, like two angels white,
In the gardens of the night:
My desire and thy desire
Twining to a tongue of fire,
Leaping live, and laughing higher:
Thro’ the everlasting strife
In the mystery of life.
Love, from whom the world begun,
Hath the secret of the sun.
Love can [...]
Apr
1
2010
not a poem
A haiku is not a poem, it is not literature; it is a hand becoming, a door half-opened, a mirror wiped clean.
It is a way of returning to nature, to our moon nature, our cherry blossom nature, our falling leaf nature, in short, to our Buddha nature.
It is a way [...]
Mar
22
2010
nizar
A Man’s Nature
A man needs one minute
to love a woman
and centuries to forget her
…Nizar Qabbani
Translated by L. Jayyusi and C. Middleton
In The Summer
In the summer
I stretch out on the shore
And think of you.
Had I told the sea
What I felt for you,
It would have [...]
Feb
17
2010
a girl
The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
The tree has grown in my breast -
Downward,
The branches grow out of me, like arms.
Tree you are,
Moss you are,
You are violets with wind above them.
A child – so high – you are,
And all this [...]
Dec
23
2009
winter haiku
an extract from a lovely haiku by P Noble
freshly cut oranges
revive memories
too deep for sharing
orion’s arm
reaches over the horizon
tossing stars
Sep
26
2009
kālidāsa
From Kumārasambhava 5.24
As Parvati is meditating, the first rain drops of the monsoon fall on her:
sthitāḥ kṣaṇaṃ pakṣmasu tāḍitādharāḥ payodharotsedhanipātacūrṇitāḥ ।
valīṣu tasyāḥ skhalitāḥ prapedire cireṇa nābhiṃ prathamodabindavaḥ
and two lovely translations:
With momentary pause the first drops rest
Upon the lash then strike her nether lip,
Fracture the ladder of her waist then trip
And slowly [...]
Sep
15
2009
a little blake
Merry Merry Sparrow
Under leaves so green
A happy Blossom
Sees you swift as arrow
Seek your cradle narrow
Near my Bosom.
Pretty Pretty Robin
Under leaves so green
A happy Blossom
Hears you sobbing sobbing
Pretty Pretty Robin
Near my Bosom.
from Songs of Innocence and of Experience by William Blake
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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 [...]








