Category Archives: Poetry
Anger – 2
In my last post, Anger – 1, I wrote of a positive strengthening and enabling anger: In itself, it exists without emotion. It is an energetic force accessible to assist us. Generally, and unfortunately, this positive anger is mixed, contaminated, with forms of problematic anger: those which conscript our attention and emotion. Therefore, we rarely [...]
A Visitor’s London
I love this polyglot city. Last week’s hastened winter and today’s blustery push all the more.Bad boy polar currents rousing intemperate moist flows along the North Atlantic Drift.In feigned flinch, she relinquishes her bounty on this city. We, the beneficiaries, are regaled in brisk wettish renewal. I, an outsider,a foreigner, possessing but modest linguistic and [...]
Poetry in Pink
IAttentions shift at Heathrow’s Terminal 5 Tel Aviv-bound gateas palpably potent femininity approaches. A syncopating shock of blond curls…and… oscillating hips backbeat to the rhythm of pretty legsunder a chorus of pink flared skirt. (Postulating in Hebrew:)“Watch my things!? What!? (Seeing my face.) You’re NOT Jewish! (She exclaims in classic deniable feminine nuance.) Do [...]
Londoners
II love the Afghan physician – here now – driving taxi: With equanimity informing: “Took eight years to get my wife here.”With autonomous character and humility he added: “Life can be like this.” What forces coalesced – reconciled – centering, grounding this man! IIThe young Polish woman serving breakfast who brashly retorted:“Poland not good, so [...]
Love in the Time of Change
How do you orient in your world? Do you know your coordinates? Have your bearings, do you? And your heading,do you know it? Is it of your own setting, or another’s? What is itstrajectory? And the topography and tectonicsof your life? Are they of your doingor that of another? There is a great to-do about changenowadays. Whatis [...]
Mary Miller
Sometimes, I ask those in my workshops to allow themselves to remember intermittent moments in their lives: Those times when someone acts in a manner that soothes a wound, or touches one’s heart, or, resonates with something beyond the personality. These moments of Grace are intended to support the expression of promise a person carries. [...]
Sublime
Some years ago, invited by friends to visit them in New Mexico, we walked up and onto a mesa. Something there touched me deeply…involuntarily, I dropped to my knees weeping in gratitude and joy. Eventually, I bought the land. “Sublime” presented itself three years later after returning from a couple hours of being alone with [...]
Love
This poem was prompted by a sign posted at the entrance to the easement through another’s property I used to access the land I owned in rural northwest New Mexico. “If the dogs don’t get you, the shotgun will.” My neighbor’s conspicuously placed placard affirmed. I, too, from behind ramparts of fear,albeit with less temerity,too [...]