The Bottom Is Pebbly With Stars
Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it, but while I drink I see the...
Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it, but while I drink I see the...
Issa’s Cricket – Kobayashi Issa (translated by Jane Hirshfield) https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/48702/on-a-branch- In Blackwater Woods – Mary Oliver https://lifeonthecutoff.wordpress.com/2011/10/29/in-backwater-woods-mary-oliver/ Courage – Anne...
Buddha in Glory Center of all centers, core of cores, almond self-enclosed, and growing sweet– all this universe, to the...
Hold Everything Dear by Gareth Evans (for John Berger) as the brick of the afternoon stores the rose heat...
Be Ahead of All Parting Be ahead of all parting, as though it already were behind you, like the winter...
Ask the World to Reveal Its Quietude Ask the world to reveal its quietude— not the silence of machines when...
Vermeer - Tomas Tranströmer (from the Swedish, translated by Robert Bly) https://wordsfortheyear.com/2015/10/29/vermeer-by-tomas-transtromer/ Images of Salmon and You – Gloria Bird...
At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled after a night of rain I dip my cupped hands. I drink...
Sweetness, Always Why such harsh machinery? Why, to write down the happenings and people of every day, must poems be...
The sky-wheel turns us into dawn and fills creation again with color. Let it be our weakness, this thirst-love for...
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