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NO PLATONIC LOVE Tell me no more of minds embracing minds, And hearts exchang’d for hearts; That spirits spirits meet, as winds do winds, And mix their subt’lest parts; That two unbodied essences may kiss, And then like Angels, twist and feel one Bliss. I was that silly thing that once [...] A double-dose for my 200th Poetry Friday. SPELLBOUND The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me And I cannot, cannot go. The giant trees are bending Their bare boughs weighed with snow. And the storm is fast descending, And yet I cannot go. Clouds [...] AFTER READING LAO TZU The one who speaks does not know. The one who knows does not speak, wrote the old master, which perhaps describes the situation. Meaning we were all sad. Meaning that when you were seized by desire, it was nothing more than flesh, bared above the collarbone she [...] I posted this for someone else, but now I’m reposting it for me … because, sometimes I need the reminder, too: Life is an endless journey, like a broad highway that extends infinitely into the distance. The mind provides a vehicle to travel on that road. The journey consists of constant ups and downs, hope [...] WAKING WHO KNOWS the great open doors of the tall buildings and the grid of the streets the seed is a place the stone is a place mind will burn the world down alone and transparent will burn the world down tho the starlight is part of ourselves — George Oppen (1908 – 1984), American [...] THE KISS She pressed her lips to mind. —a typo How many years I must have yearned for someone’s lips against mind. Pheromones, newly born, were floating between us. There was hardly any air. She kissed me again, reaching that place that sends messages to toes and fingertips, then all the way to something like [...] I hate summer. Yeah … I said it. I hate summer. Spring, winter and fall? Love them, but I can’t stand the heat of summer. I’m pretty sure I’ve written somewhere in the past about how I seem to get seasonal affective disorder, but in reverse … I relish the winter, and always seem to [...] SINCE NINE—— Half past twelve. The time has quickly passed since nine o’clock when I first turned up the lamp and sat down here. I’ve been sitting without reading, without speaking. With whom should I speak, so utterly alone within this house? The apparition of my youthful body, since nine o’clock when I first turned [...] NOT IDEAS ABOUT THE THING BUT THE THING ITSELF At the earliest ending of winter, In March, a scrawny cry from outside Seemed like a sound in his mind. He knew that he heard it, A bird’s cry at daylight or before, In the early March wind The sun was rising at six, No [...] I find it hard not to think that there is some sort of all encompassing power tying us all together. Just from a molecular standpoint, an atom that was once part of me could now be part of you, and there is an energy that ties all atoms together (or pushes them apart). Now whether [...] |
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