…but the cow cannot be compared to anything. –Yajur VedaMore
Tag Archives: Poetry
Once the rage settled down
We were as little sure of who we were as where we were after the rageMore
Physis
Life is a wave, which in no two consecutive moments of its existence is composed of the same particles. – John TyndallMore
Every Morning
He continued to love, and continued to be confused by loveMore
If I am suddenly
Make sure you catch me smiling at least once before you go…or I goMore
The Whole of Life is One Long Poem
i fell in love with the poem of the world before I fell in love with the worldMore
Pre-sense
Form is emptiness, emptiness formMore
A Metamorphosis
Why are we all staring at the same spot on the ground? Or at the same spotlessness of the sky?More
Nothing Left of You
“Only those who are, themselves, on the dusty road of becoming-dust can love others who (or that) have embarked on a similar journey at birth or at the time of their fabrication.” – Michael MarderMore
Spanning the gulf, or trying to, come what may
The true knight of faith is a witness, never a teacher, and therein lies his deep humanity…
– KierkegaardMore
Calling Azur
For my grandmother’s fearless curiosity, which at one time brought the family an unforgettable friendMore
On what is social in poetry
Perhaps even our responsibility bears the mark of irresponsibilityMore
Inventing ourselves
Sometimes it seems we are either dreaming of wholeness…or willingly fragmentedMore
An Example
So wise souls/ leaving self behind/ move forwardMore
Not all, but part
…and you too will also return, in the greatest things as well as in the smallest….More
Love the Dust 