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Sometimes We Can Be Uncovered By Sleeplessness

January 31, 2009 Sometimes we can be uncovered by sleeplessness, motions and likenesses of turmoil requesting gentle reprieves, not expensive, simply making the connections, bringing the day past into a focus that’s blurred just enough so the heart can recognize it as everyone’s yesterday, and not its unbearable wish to roll snowmen on the sun. […]

I remember seeing a…

April 24, 2008 I remember seeing a little boy once playing in a sandbox, he did something with the placement of some objects in front of him and laughed with utter joy and ecstasy at the success of it; then he did something absolutely divine and miraculous, he clapped for himself…

Child of Kali

April 17, 2008 Child of Kali The sunlight really wanted to stay, though the devil had its plans, and, well, when daemons have minds that are made up under their finger tips, things have to happen, as if, there were more experts in the room than the space in the room that makes it such […]

I Desire That Something Is Remembering In Slow Motion

November 22, 2001 I desire that something is remembering in slow motion the putting together and dragging apart of all this, its delicate patch-quilt, still who knows, what knows? And somehow, because the miracles exist before we notice them, a small conversation sits up, looks around, it is a private child, in the morning, before […]

I Call You For Awhile…

November 22, 2001 I call you for awhile, All of ‘me’ leaps out someplace, wallowing next to myself like a child in deep dust learning how to crawl, in its own small patch of desert pressed out through a music, a simple tune of finding ‘I am here, just now.’ Then attachment arrives and the […]

Some Deeper Sentence Alarms Me Still

December 1, 1999 Some deeper sentence alarms me still, it is dreaming inside, here, Watching this writing read, My evidences are so small, While an entirety continues compassing, through faring it, Writhing transformations enrapturing a field of hearts, A new corn crop, where crows sleep and do not eat? You, who I recall often, bronze […]

Trillions Of Years

October 17, 1999 Trillions of years… The gods are not landing. A snack and a cup of coffee, A crystal’s frozen lamp-post and a street lined with names falling, resting in the hands of a child and thick chalk tubes ~ Where will his daughter’s grandmother step, wondering over a white moonlit resting place, behind […]