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November 2018 ~ The Law that Marries All Things

        Within true law, everything rises and falls together, inextricably interdependent. The outlaw's folly is to imagine this unified whole can be divided. 1. The cloud is free only to go with the wind. The rain is free only in falling. The water is free only in its gathering together, in its [...]

By |November 1st, 2018|Poem of the Month|

Projection Makes Real Intimacy Impossible

"No wonder my love life has been so dang insane!" “The greatest gift...is awakening to the hidden love within.  This makes you independent.  You are now able to come close to the other, not out of…the wearying apparatus of projection, but out of genuine intimacy.  [Awakening to love]…makes you free of the hungry, blistering need [...]

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April 2016 ~ All Year Long

1 We break off a branch of poplar catkins. A hundred birds sing in the tree. Lying beneath it in the garden, We talk to each other, Our tongues in each other’s mouth. 2 The sultry air is heavy with flower perfumes. What is there better to do this hot night Than throw off the [...]

By |April 1st, 2016|Poem of the Month|

April 2014 ~ Hum

What is this dark hum among the roses? The bees have gone simple, sipping, that's all. What did you expect? Sophistication? They're small creatures and they are filling their bodies with sweetness, how could they not moan in happiness? The little worker bee lives, I have read, about three weeks. Is that long? Long enough, [...]

By |April 1st, 2014|Poem of the Month|

March 2013 ~ Snow, Aldo

Once, I was in New York, in Central Park, and I saw an old man in a black overcoat walking a black dog. This was springtime and the trees were still bare and the sky was gray and low and it began, suddenly, to snow: big fat flakes that twirled and landed on the black [...]

By |March 1st, 2013|Poem of the Month|

September 2009 ~ XVII

XVII I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom and carries hidden within itself the light of those flowers, and [...]

By |September 1st, 2009|Poem of the Month|

April 2009 ~ A Blessing

A Blessing Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. And the eyes of those two Indian ponies Darken with kindness. They have come gladly out of the willows To welcome my friend and me. We step over the barbed wire into the pasture Where they have been grazing [...]

By |April 1st, 2009|Poem of the Month|