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A Tree A tree beside the sandy river-beach Holds up its topmost boughs Like fingers towards the skies they cannot reach, Earth-bound, heaven amorous. This is the soul of man. Body and brain Hungry for earth our heavenly flight detain.	sad
Sri Krishna O immense Light and thou, O spirit-wide boundless Space, Whom have you clasped and hid, deathless limbs, gloried face? Vainly lie 'Space and Time, "Void are we, there is none." Vainly strive Self and World crying, "I, I alone." One is there, Self of self, Soul of space, Fount of Time, Heart of hearts, Mi...	love
Who In the blue of the sky, in the green of the forest, Whose is the hand that has painted the glow? When the winds were asleep in the womb of the ether, Who was it roused them and bade them to blow? He is lost in the heart, in the cavern of Nature, He is found in the brain where He builds up the thought: In the pat...	peace
Revelation Someone leaping from the rocks Past me ran with windblown locks Like a startled bright surmise Visible to mortal eyes, — Just a cheek of frightened rose That with sudden beauty glows, Just a footstep like the wind And a hurried glance behind, And then nothing, — as a thought Escapes the mind ere it is caug...	sad
The Silver Call There is a godhead of unrealised things To which Time's splendid gains are hoarded dross; A cry seems near, a rustle of silver wings Calling to heavenly joy by earthly loss. All eye has seen and all the ear has heard Is a pale illusion by some greater voice And mightier vision; no sweet sound or wor...	joy
Surrender O THOU of whom I am the instrument, O secret Spirit and Nature housed in me, Let all my mortal being now be blent In Thy still glory of divinity. I have given my mind to be dug Thy channel mind, I have offered up my will to be Thy will : Let nothing of myself be left behind In our union mystic and unuttera...	love
Krishna At last I find a meaning of soul's birth Into this universe terrible and sweet, I who have felt the hungry heart of earth Aspiring beyond heaven to Krishna's feet. I have seen the beauty of immortal eyes, And heard the passion of the Lover's flute, And k...	joy
The Blue Bird I am the bird of God in His blue; Divinely high and clear I sing the notes of the sweet and the true For the god's and the seraph's ear. I rise like a fire from the mortal's earth Into a griefless sky And drop in the suffering soil of his birth Fire-seeds of ecstasy. My pinions soar beyond Time and Sp...	sad
Bride of the Fire Bride of the Fire, clasp me now close, - Bride of the Fire! I have shed the bloom of the earthly rose, I have slain desire. Beauty of the Light, surround my life, - Beauty of the Light! I have sacrificed longing and parted from grief, I can bear thy delight. Image of Ecstasy, thrill and enlace, - Im...	love
A God's Labour I have gathered my dreams in a silver air Between the gold and the blue And wrapped them softly and left them there, My jewelled dreams of you. I had hoped to build a rainbow bridge Marrying the soil to the sky And sow in this dancing planet midge The moods of infinity. But too bright were our heavens...	sad
Musa Spiritus O Word concealed in the upper fire, Thou who hast lingered through centuries, Descend from thy rapt white desire, Plunging through gold eternities. Into the gulfs of our nature leap, Voice of the spaces, call of the Light! Break the seals of Matter's sleep, Break the trance of the unseen height. In th...	love
Invitation With wind and the weather beating round me Up to the hill and the moorland I go. Who will come with me? Who will climb with me? Wade through the brook and tramp through the snow? Not in the petty circle of cities Cramped by your doors and your walls I dwell; Over me God is blue in the welkin ...	courage
The Miracle of Birth I saw my soul a traveller through Time; From life to life the cosmic ways it trod, Obscure in the depths and on the heights sublime, Evolving from the worm into the god. A spark of the eternal Fire, it came To build a house in Matter for the Unborn. The inconscient sunless Night...	peace
Because Thou Art Because Thou art All-beauty and All-bliss, My soul blind and enamoured yearns for Thee; It bears thy mystic touch in all that is And thrills with the burden of that ecstasy. Behind all eyes I meet Thy secret gaze And in each voice I hear Thy magic tune: Thy sweetness haunts my heart...	peace
The Inner Fields There is a brighter ether than this blue Pretence of an enveloping heavenly vault, Royaler investiture than this massed assault Of emerald rapture pearled with tears of dew. Immortal spaces of cerulean hue Are in our reach and fields without this fault Of drab brown earth and streams that never halt ...	joy
The Golden Light Thy golden Light came down into my brain And the grey rooms of mind sun-touched became A bright reply to Wisdom's occult plane, A calm illumination and a flame. Thy golden Light came down into my throat, And all my speech is now a tune divine, A paean-song of Thee my single note; My words are drunk w...	peace
Evolution (revised) I passed into a lucent still abode And saw as in a mirror crystalline An ancient Force ascending serpentine The unhasting spirals of the aeonic road. Earth was a cradle for the arriving god And man but a half-dark half-luminous sign Of the transition of the veiled Divine From Matter's sleep and th...	surprise
Bande Mataram Mother, I bow to thee! Rich with thy hurrying streams, Bright with thy orchard gleams, Cool with thy winds of delight, Dark fields waving, Mother of might, Mother free. Glory of moonlight dreams Over thy branches and lordly streams, Clad in thy blossoming trees, Mother, giver of ease, Laughing low and s...	love
The Word of The Silence A bare impersonal hush is now my mind, A world of sight clear and inimitable, A volume of silence by a Godhead signed, A greatness pure, virgin of will. Once on its pages Ignorance could write In a scribble of intellect the blind guess of Time And cast gleam-messages of ephemeral light, A foo...	peace
The Universal Incarnation There is a Wisdom like a brooding Sun, A Bliss in the heart's crypt grown fiery white, The heart of a world in which all hearts are one, A Silence on the mountains of delight. A Calm that cradles Fate upon its knees; A wide Compassion leans to embrace earth's pain; A Witness dwells within ou...	peace
The Witness Spirit I dwell in the spirit's calm nothing can move And watch the actions of Thy vast world-force, Its mighty wings that through infinity move And the Time-gallopings of the deathless Horse. This mute stupendous Energy that whirls The stars and nebulae in its long train, Like a huge Serpent through my be...	peace
Nirvana All is abolished but the mute Alone. The mind from thought released, the heart from grief, Grow inexistent now beyond belief; There is no I, no Nature, known-unknown. The city, a shadow picture without tone, Floats, quivers unreal; forms without relief Flow, a cinema's vacant shapes; like a reef Foundering in ...	peace
The Call of The Impossible Our godhead calls us in unrealised things. Asleep in the wide fields of destiny, A world guarded by Silence' rustling wings Sheltered their fine impossibility. But part, but quiver the cerulean gates, Close splendours look into our dreaming eyes; We bear proud deities and magnificent fates;...	peace
The Dreamboat Who was it that came to me in a boat made of dream-fire, With his flame brow and his sun-gold body? Melted was the silence into a sweet secret murmur, "Do you come now? Is the heart's fire ready?" Hidden in the recesses of the heart something shuddered, It recalled all that the life's joy cherished, Ima...	sad
Cosmic Consciousness I have wrapped the wide world in my wider self And Time and Space my spirit's seeing are. I am the god and demon, ghost and elf, I am the wind's speed and the blazing star. All Nature is the nursling of my care, I am its struggle and the eternal rest; The world's joy thrilling runs through me, I ...	peace
The Kingdom Within There is a kingdom of the spirit's ease. It is not in this helpless swirl of thought, Foam from the world-sea or spray-whisper caught, With which we build mind's shifting symmetries, Nor in life's stuff of passionate unease, Nor the heart's unsure emotions frailty wrought ...	love
Life And Death Life, death, - death, life; the words have led for ages Our thought and consciousness and firmly seemed Two opposites; but now long-hidden pages Are opened, liberating truths undreamed. Life only is, or death is life disguised, - Life a short death until by Life we are surprised.	peace
Bride of the Fire Bride of the Fire, clasp me now close, - Bride of the Fire! I have shed the bloom of the earthly rose, I have slain desire. Beauty of the Light, surround my life, - Beauty of the Light! I have sacrificed longing and parted from grief, I can bear thy delight. Image of Ecstasy, thrill and enlace, ...	hate
Ocean Oneness Silence is round me, wideness ineffable; White birds on the ocean diving and wandering; A soundless sea on a voiceless heaven, Azure on azure, is mutely gazing. Identified with silence and boundlessness My spirit widens clasping the universe Till all that seemed becomes the Real, One in a mighty and sin...	peace
I Have A Hundred Lives I have a hundred lives before me yet To grasp thee in, O Spirit ethereal, Be sure I will with heart insatiate Pursue thee like a hunter through them all. Thou yet shalt turn back on the eternal way And with awakened vision watch me come Smiling a little at errors past and lay Thy eager hand in...	sad
The Unseen Infinite Arisen to voiceless unattainable peaks I meet no end, for all is boundless He, An absolute Joy the wide-winged spirit seeks, A Might, a Presence, an Eternity. In the inconscient dreadful dumb Abyss Are heard the heart-beats of the Infinite. The insensible midnight veils His trance of bliss, A fath...	sad
Life Mystic Miracle, daughter of Delight, Life, thou ecstasy, Let the radius of thy flight Be eternity. On thy wings thou bearest high Glory and disdain, Godhead and mortality, Ecstasy and pain. Take me in thy wild embrace Without weak reserve Body dire and unveiled face; Faint not, Life, nor swerve. All thy blis...	sad
God Thou who pervadest all the worlds below, Yet sitst above, Master of all who work and rule and know, Servant of Love! Thou who disdainest not the worm to be Nor even the clod, Therefore we know by that humility That thou art God.	surprise
Liberation I have thrown from me the whirling dance of mind And stand now in the spirit's silence free, Timeless and deathless beyond creature-kind, The centre of my own eternity. I have escaped and the small self is dead; I am immortal, alone, ineffable; I have gone out from the universe I made, And have grown namel...	joy
Soul In The Ignorance Soul in the Ignorance, wake from its stupor. Flake of the world-fire, spark of Divinity, Lift up thy mind and thy heart into glory. Sun in the darkness, recover thy lustre. One, universal, ensphering creation, Wheeling no more with inconscient Nature, Feel thyself God-born, know thyself deathle...	peace
The Godhead I sat behind the dance of Danger's hooves In the shouting street that seemed a futurist's whim, And suddenly felt, exceeding Nature's grooves, In me, enveloping me the body of Him. Above my head a mighty head was seen, A face with the calm of immortality And an omnipotent gaze that held the scene In the ...	peace
Transformation: Sonnet My breath runs in a subtle rhythmic stream; It fills my members with a might divine: I have drunk the Infinite like a giant’s wine. Time is my drama or my pageant dream. Now are my illumined cells joy’s flaming scheme And changed my thrilled and branching nerves to fine Channels of rapture opal ...	courage
To Weep Because To weep because a glorious sun has set Which the next morn shall gild the east again; To mourn that mighty strengths must yield to fate Which by that force a double strength attain; To shrink from pain without whose friendly strife Joy could not be, to make a terror of death Who smiling beckons us to f...	sad
Kamadeva When in the heart of the valleys and hid by the roses The sweet Love lies, Has he wings to rise to his heavens or in the closes Lives and dies? On the peaks of the radiant mountains if we should meet him Proud and free, Will he not frown on the valleys? Would it befit him Chained to be? Will you then speak ...	peace
The Guest - Sonnet I have discovered my deep deathless being: Masked by my front of mind, immense, serene It meets the world with an Immortal's seeing, A god-spectator of the human scene. No pain and sorrow of the heart and flesh Can tread that pure and voiceless sanctuary. Danger and fear, Fate's hounds, slipping th...	peace
Oh Lord, what shall I say to You? by Anandamurti (Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar) English version by Gunther Smith Oh Lord, what shall I say to You? You have broken my dark slumber, and now I shall move on the Path of Light. I shall move, I shall move, I shall move. My flower, which was long neglected, You have threaded in...	peace
Oh unknown traveler, you come alone by Anandamurti (Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar) English version by Gunther Smith Oh unknown traveler, you come alone. At the end of night when the jasmine flower fell. Seeing my door closed, you stood by the wayside. My eyes half closed in sleep, some things I could see, and some things I...	peace
On the path of the journey to effulgence, by Anandamurti (Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar) English version by Gunther Smith On the path of the journey to effulgence, all are invited today, hence, I call. The Earth, swinging in the great universal swing, has become beautiful. Today, there is no discrimination. Come all togeth...	love
The violin of all human minds by Anandamurti (Prabhat Ranjan Sarkar) English version by Gunther Smith The violin of all human minds is playing with one harmony today, and so is the scent of every heart. With Your sweet appearance, You have descended on the Earth, giving the same realization. Do not break this garla...	love
At dusk, at dawn I gaze upon your beauty by Darshan Singh English version by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi Original Language Urdu At dusk, at dawn I gaze upon your beauty -- A dazzling spectacle of rising moon and sun. So far, the wayfarers have not discovered your footprints: They stand staring at the stepst...	joy
How did I ever think silence the language of love? by Darshan Singh English version by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi Original Language Urdu How did I ever think silence the language of love? What I thought would not come to light was in plain sight. I hear my silence talked of in every lane; The suppression o...	love
How should I tell of the feeling that reigns by Darshan Singh English version by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi Original Language Urdu How should I tell of the feeling that reigns in the court of the friend? Dancing light is my beloved's face, cup and carafe are ecstatic! Every nook and cranny is effulgent wit...	love
In what state was I by Darshan Singh English version by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi Original Language Urdu Who knows, in what state was I when I met her eyes? Where, who was I? Completely lost. For you that sun and that moon are gaudy snares: Beware, lest caught, your gaze rise no higher. My love -- the p...	love
Wonder of wonders! by Darshan Singh English version by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi Original Language Urdu Wonder of wonders! What grace flows within the saqi's tavern! The secrets of both worlds are an open book in his cup. Why do you seek in the temple? What will you find in the Ka'aba? Open your inner eye...	peace
Ah, Come Sit Beside Me by Jiddu Krishnamurti Ah, come sit beside me by the sea, open and free. I will tell thee of that inward calmness As of the still deep; Of that inward freedom As of the skies; Of that inward happiness As of the dancing waters. And as now the moon makes a silent path on the dark sea, So besid...	peace
I Am All by Jiddu Krishnamurti I am the blue firmament and the black cloud, I am the waterfall and the sound thereof, I am the graven image and the stone by the wayside, I am the rose and the falling petals thereof, I am the flower of the field and the sacred lotus, I am the sanctified waters and the still pool, I...	joy
I walked on a path through the jungle by Jiddu Krishnamurti I walked on a path through the jungle Which an elephant had made, And about me lay a tangle of wilderness. The voice of desolation fills the distant plain. And the city is noisy with the bells of a tall temple. Beyond the jungle are the great mountains, C...	joy
I have been a wanderer long (from The Search) by Jiddu Krishnamurti I have been a wanderer long In this world of transient things. I have known the passing pleasures thereof. As the rainbow is beautiful But soon vanishes into nothingness, So have I known, From the very foundation of the world, The passing away of ...	joy
I have no name (from The Song of Life) by Jiddu Krishnamurti I have no name, I am as the fresh breeze of the mountains. I have no shelter; I am as the wandering waters. I have no sanctuary, like the dark gods; Nor am I in the shadow of deep temples. I have no sacred books; Nor am I well-seasoned in tradition. I am...	peace
Winter It smelt of new rains and of tender Shoots of plants- and its warmth was the warmth Of earth groping for roots… even my Soul, I thought, must send its roots somewhere And, I loved his body without shame, On winter evenings as cold winds Chuckled against the white window-panes.	love
Words All round me are words, and words and words, They grow on me like leaves, they never Seem to stop their slow growing From within... But I tell my self, words Are a nuisance, beware of them, they Can be so many things, a Chasm where running feet must pause, to Look, a sea with paralyzing waves, A blast of burning...	sad
A Losing Battle How can my love hold him when the other Flaunts a gaudy lust and is lioness To his beast? Men are worthless, to trap them Use the cheapest bait of all, but never Love, which in a woman must mean tears And a silence in the blood.	sad
An Introduction I don't know politics but I know the names Of those in power, and can repeat them like Days of week, or names of months, beginning with Nehru. I amIndian, very brown, born inMalabar, I speak three languages, write in Two, dream in one. Don't write in English, they said, English is Not your mother-tongu...	love
Annette Annette, At the dresser. Pale fingers over mirror-fields Reaping That wheat brown hair. Beauty Falling as chaff in old mirrors, While calenders In all The cities turn….	joy
Forest Fire Of late I have begun to feel a hunger To take in with greed, like a forest fire that Consumes and with each killing gains a wilder, Brighter charm, all that comes my way. Bald child in Open pram, you think I only look, and you Too, slim lovers behind the tree and you, old Man with paper in your hand and su...	sad
In Love O what does the burning mouth Of sun, burning in today's, Sky, remind me….oh, yes, his Mouth, and….his limbs like pale and Carnivorous plants reaching out for me, and the sad lie of my unending lust. Where is room, excuse or even Need for love, for, isn't each Embrace a complete thing a finished Jigsaw, when m...	love
Krishna Your body is my prison, Krishna, I cannot see beyond it. Your darkness blinds me, Your love words shut out the wise world's din.	love
Love Until I found you, I wrote verse, drew pictures, And, went out with friends For walks… Now that I love you, Curled like an old mongrel My life lies, content, In you….	love
My Grandmother's House There is a house now far away where once I received love……. That woman died, The house withdrew into silence, snakes moved Among books, I was then too young To read, and my blood turned cold like the moon How often I think of going There, to peer through blind eyes of windows or Just listen to t...	sad
Punishment in Kindergarten Today the world is a little more my own. No need to remember the pain A blue-frocked woman caused, throwing Words at me like pots and pans, to drain That honey-coloured day of peace. ‘Why don't you join the others, what A peculiar child you are! ' On the lawn, in clusters, sat my schoolmate...	sad
Relationship This love older than I by myriad Saddened centuries was once a prayer In his bones that made them grow in years of Adolescence to this favored height; yes, It was my desire that made him male And beautiful, so that when at last we Met, to believe that once I knew not his Form, his quiet touch, or the blin...	sad
Summer in Calcutta What is this drink but The April sun, squeezed Like an orange in My glass? I sip the Fire, I drink and drink Again, I am drunk Yes, but on the gold of suns, What noble venom now flows through my veins and fills my mind with unhurried laughter? My worries doze. Wee bubblesring my glass, like a brides...	sad
The Dance of the Eunuchs It was hot, so hot, before the eunuchs came To dance, wide skirts going round and round, cymbals Richly clashing, and anklets jingling, jingling Jingling... Beneath the fiery gulmohur, with Long braids flying, dark eyes flashing, they danced and They dance, oh, they danced till they bled....	sad
The Freaks He talks, turning a sun-stained Cheek to me, his mouth, a dark Cavern, where stalactites of Uneven teeth gleam, his right Hand on my knee, while our minds Are willed to race towards love; But, they only wander, tripping Idly over puddles of Desire. .... .Can this man with Nimble finger-tips unleash Nothing ...	love
The Looking Glass Getting a man to love you is easy Only be honest about your wants as Woman. Stand nude before the glass with him So that he sees himself the stronger one And believes it so, and you so much more Softer, younger, lovelier. Admit your Admiration. Notice the perfection Of his limbs, his eyes reddening u...	love
The Maggots At sunset, on the river ban, Krishna Loved her for the last time and left... That night in her husband's arms, Radha felt So dead that he asked, What is wrong, Do you mind my kisses, love? And she said, No, not at all, but thought, What is It to the corpse if the maggots nip?	sad
The Old Playhouse You planned to tame a swallow, to hold her In the long summer of your love so that she would forget Not the raw seasons alone, and the homes left behind, but Also her nature, the urge to fly, and the endless Pathways of the sky. It was not to gather knowledge Of yet another man that I came to you but...	sad
The Rain We left that old ungainly house When my dog died there, after The burial, after the rose Flowered twice, pulling it by its Roots and carting it with our books, Clothes and chairs in a hurry. We live in a new house now, And, the roofs do not leak, but, when It rains here, I see the rain drench That empty house...	sad
The Stone Age Fond husband, ancient settler in the mind, Old fat spider, weaving webs of bewilderment, Be kind. You turn me into a bird of stone, a granite Dove, you build round me a shabby room, And stroke my pitted face absent-mindedly while You read. With loud talk you bruise my pre-morning sleep, You stick a...	sad
The Suicide Bereft of soul My body shall be bare. Bereft of body My soul shall be bare. Which would you rather have O kind sea? Which is the more dead Of the two? I throw the bodies out, I cannot stand their smell. Only the souls may enter The vortex of sea. Only the souls know how to sing At the vortex of the sea. Yo...	sad
The Sunshine Cat They did this to her, the men who know her, the man She loved, who loved her not enough, being selfish And a coward, the husband who neither loved nor Used her, but was a ruthless watcher, and the band Of cynics she turned to, clinging to their chests where New hair sprouted like great-winged moths, b...	sad
The Testing of the Sirens The night, dark-cloaked like a procuress, brought him to me, willing, light as a shadow, speaking words of love in some tender language I do not know ... With the crows came the morning, and my limbs warm of love, were once again so lonely... At my doorstep I saw a pock-marked face, a friendl...	sad
As the man and the woman in me by Lalan English version by Deben Bhattacharya Original Language Bengali As the man and the woman in me Unite in love, The brilliance of beauty Balanced on the bi-petalled Lotus bloom in me Dazzles my eyes. The rays Outshine the moon And the jewels Glowing on the hoods of snakes. My s...	love
Could I ever forget him by Lalan English version by Deben Bhattacharya Original Language Bengali Could I ever forget him since I delivered my heart at his feet? His beauty enchants my eyes round the compass wherever I steer myself. Though all call him black, He is not black. He is the glow of the moon-- the black m...	love
He talks to me by Lalan English version by Deben Bhattacharya Original Language Bengali He talks to me But he would not let me see him. He moves Close to my hands But away from my reach. I explore The sky and the earth Searching him, Circling round my error Of not knowing me: Who am I And who is he?	sad
How the days drag by Lalan English version by Deben Bhattacharya Original Language Bengali How the days drag before union with the man of my heart! Round the hours of the day and night as the rain-bird, chataka, watches the clouds, I gaze at the black-moon hoping to surrender myself at his feet--in vain. Like light...	sad
The moon is encircled by moons by Lalan English version by Deben Bhattacharya Original Language Bengali The moon is encircled by moons. How can I hold it In my hands? The unseizable moon, Glowing in the brilliance Of a million moons, Rocks my head In a lunar carnival.... Moon fruits adorn The tree of the moon, Flas...	joy
A breathless counsel curiosity will catch you dear for you are a writer and it is your license to startle the world with a hundred thousand words instead of a dazzling smile or those occasional winks and i don’t want to probe for after all you are renouncing all the time and i don’t want to stop you racing against li...	love
Apologies for living on i am living on because providing apologies is easy once— i was making choices with insanely safe ideas of fleeing-madly-and-flying-away i was a helpless girl against the brutal world of bottom-patting-and-breast-pinching i was craving for security the kind i had only known while aimlessly-a...	sad
Aftermath the next morning in school during your english exam you take permission to go to the toilet where you throw up all the white and creamy breakfast milk. only it tastes sour and looks like bits of maggoty curd. weeks later, you get to know two things one of which will change your life for ever. first, you sco...	sad
Composition At that brief time When you wait For the audacious cane To strike your skin, And the rest of you is flinching And cringing, with part shame, And part pain, Poetry dictates itself In your mind. Short lines Rip through, like bullets From a machine gun. The poem comes with the Freshness of a life set free, W...	sad
An angel meeting me and may be we will almost fall in love. . . I will look into his eyes, and he into mine— my one single eye, (the unfortunate other blinded by a disciplinizing slap) and we will agree, adjust that Love can be Blind. And he, healthy boy well-fed, white with his rosy cheeks, will wonder about me, pity...	sad
Amnesia, selective When memory decides To no longer bear the burdens— Of pain, or even plain indifference She has her winsome wicked ways. Some day, years later, Life requires you to unearth Some event long past and you Set about browsing your brain Like a desk-full of office files and then— Come across a resounding ...	sad
Sage in the cubicle Even your tongue, Craves for the taste of tears. . . And you are crying again. Misery is (you always believe) the only genuine Emotion and sadness, the way of the real world. She wouldn’t have any of it. Sage in the cubicle, healer of sorts. Three years your junior. She makes soul-talk Sound as p...	sad
Songs of summer “I am happy, life is good.” Heard at the end of a therapy class. . . The heavy-duty brainwashing and you Remember your crores stacked away. . . Your Harvard airs helps in large doses Soon, the colors peel away and there is nothing To do than wrestle with your yearnings. “I would like to make l...	joy
Marijuana murdered him Noon A gray rainy day— On a road less traveled the patrol tracked down much: Him (him is now an it, a crumpled cruel corpse for women To beat their breasts about); the wreckage (four black wheels That speak of despair and a mangled red car-body awash yet Soiled and the cold apparitions of smoke...	sad
Why do the heroes die? Unlike in fairy tales, young heroes die. All the dazzling princes, strong men of might, Robinhoods and Messiahs that never lie Are done to death, Evil winning the fight. Heroes are bled; not just deprived of life God turns in his throne, the dead in cold graves And perhaps death ends the lifeti...	courage
Work is worship, or so they said. . . Six thirty in the a.m. And you still have not Gone to bed. It is three days Since you have Combed your hair. It is a week Since you had a bath. And six weeks Since your dog had hers. It is three months Since you popped The baby pink multi-vitamins. It is half a year Since yo...	sad
Meeting the prophetess Leave your books behind. Since memory, Like knowledge, is a traitor, Erase every hoarding of your horrible past. At last, when you enter her world Of fraying edges and falling angels Don’t barter words where touch will do and be the truth. For once allow her silence to sear, strip your life-la...	joy
The flight of birds “a poem should be wordless as the flight of birds.” —Archibald Macleish, Ars Poetica. birds don’t sing in their flight for them flying is a muse they compose mid-air weave agnostic verse sneering haughtily at our absurdity as they float over our meaningless mosques and churches and those patrolle...	joy
Blackboard poems S P A C E is a problem unlike your never-ending paper or the maddening blankness of your word processor where you can go on and on in anguish or insanity or boredom on one-hundred-and-seven degree Fahrenheit afternoons. (To write the next lines you need to take the ...	joy
Returning home And you see the two-crows-for-joy-pass that are sitting on overhead cables and the evening moon, a mere silvery slice against fluffy translucent sky. And the remains of your school where you spent your twelve longest years and lived through everything. And the bus-stand you had to draw for your art-cl...	joy
Cinquains Morning Song Wet pink And dusty grey The sky begins to blush. Some sleepy careless charm welcomes Daybreak. Even Song Azure And pink gold hues The smug sky at twilight A final flush of fulfilment Night falls.	joy
How they prostitute a poem It is uniquely easy For some to sell Ideals because Business of absent Goods is essentially A sacrosanct but mostly A flimsy transaction. Some learn, early on, To prostitute their verse. So, in all the waking hours They scavenge for a simple simile That matches requirements, fulfills needs....	anger
Sun in the mouth And the truth scorches and singes the pink open flesh of your mouth with its pungent yellow taste, so, speaking the truth is not so easy with just one tongue, anyway. Seeing might have been closest to truth and as Plotinus said the eye would not be able to see the sun if it was itself not sun and so ...	joy

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