Category Archives: poetry

Arrivals

This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival.A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty … Continue reading →

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We Will BE Alone and Alone Together and Together Apart and Alone With Each Other Waiting For the Lightening To Wake Us

“On the Beach at Night Alone” by Walt Whitman On the beach at night alone,As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clefof … Continue reading →

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Unintended Journeys #1

One Afternoon in January I locked my keys in when I took out the trash and had to walk the chilly half mile Under an endless blue sky to work where my spare keys are kept, I came back by … Continue reading →

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Attention + Focus + Time = Enchanted Awareness

“Tree” It is foolishto let a young redwoodgrow next to a house. Even in this one lifetime,you will have to choose. That great calm being,this clutter of soup pots and books– Already the first branch-tips brush at the window.Softly, calmly, immensity … Continue reading →

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Meandering Without a Plan: Life Finds Me Wherever I go

Keep Walking,  by Rumi, Translation by Coleman Barks Keep walking. Though there’s no place to get to. Don’t try to see through the distances. That’s not for human beings. Move within. But don’t move the way fear makes you move. … Continue reading →

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