Category Archives: Poetry
Have No Effect
Excerpted from the poem “How Finite Minds Most Want To Be” by Rumi: Metaphors mentioning the moonhave no effect upon the moon
Come, come!
Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshipper, lover of living, it doesn’t matter Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come even if you have broken your vow a thousand times, Come, yet again, come, come. WikiQuote has a large collection of sourced Rumi poems and quotes, which is available on the web HERE. Project …
Idle Amusement
Excerpted from “In Baghdad, Dreaming of Cairo; in Cairo, Dreaming of Baghdad” by Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks: The Prophet has said that a true seeker must be completely empty like a lute to make the sweet music of Lord, Lord. When the emptiness starts to get filled with something, the one who plays the …
Even More Beautiful
Via Another Day: (Click Image to Imbiggen) Não esqueço de quem me estende a mão. Minha memória não é curta. Apesar de eu esquecer nomes, jamais deixo passar batido o que fazem por mim. Porque aprendi que ajudar o outro é bonito. Mas ser grato é mais bonito ainda. ~ Clarissa Corrêa ‒•– I don’t …
Somber Dignity
I used to be shy. You made me sing. I used to refuse things at table. Now I shout for more wine. In somber dignity, I used to sit on my mat and pray. Now children run through and make faces at me. ~Rumi
Good
“More harm is done under guise of goodness than ever realized by foul deed or evildoer. Nevertheless, I wish I was good.” ~Herbert E. Huncke And that reminded me of this: “You made me forget myself. I thought I was someone else– someone good.” ~Lou Reed Full lyrics HERE.
Aunt Rose
Aunt Rose by Jim Culleny via 3QuarksDaily … the last 20 yrs of her life after hermother died she sat at that kitchen table hating the irish drinking scotch mist & clipping obits loneliness spread out in front of her like family jewels & now years later i remember i had no kindness for her
Soon
Will Soon Become Me by Michael P. Garofalo (via Jules of Nature) This peach, these peppers, These grapes, these tomatoes Will all soon become me. Such a tasty fact. I am That and That is Me. Bless the garden! Bless the kitchen!
Tea and Oranges
This poem by Leena Badri and this song by Leonard Cohen seem to share a common vibe: Azza and I Share a Cup of Tea by Leena Badri, from Pank Magazine 1.1-2020 (via 3 Quarks Daily) We find a perfect piece of shade underneath the warm sun, and Azza pours the tea before she speaks …
Has, Held, Is
Come to Dust by Ursula K. Leguin, in So Far So Good ©2018 (via Jules of Nature) Spirit, rehearse the journeys of the body that are to come, the motions of the matter that held you. Rise up in the smoke of palo santo. Fall to the earth in the falling rain. Sink in, sink …
a note of compassion
The Sound of Birds at Noonby Dahlia Ravikovitchfrom Contemporary World Poetry, ©1996translated from the Hebrew by Chana Bloch and Ariel Bloch This chirpingis not the least malicious.They sing without giving us a thoughtand they are as manyas the seed of Abraham.They have a life of their own,they fly without thinking.Some are rare, some are common,but …
She Walks in Beauty
What I love about Marianne Faithfull is that she never stops changing and evolving. She has never been afraid to try something completely different. Not every swing connects, but she hit this one out of the park.
