Is my soul asleep?
Is my soul asleep? Have those beehives that work in the night stopped? And the water wheel of thought, is …
Category Archives: Poetry
Recalling the Past at T’ung Pass
As if gathered together, rhe peaks of the ranges. As if raging, The waves on these banks. winding along these …
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles …
The Harpers Song for Inherkhawy
All who come into being as flesh pass on, and have since God walked the earth; and young blood mounts …
Meetings
The Same Inside Walking to your place for a love feast I saw at a street corner an old beggar …
Two Moon Contemplation
Drifting on the Lake Autumn is crisp and the firmament far, especially far from where people live. I look at …
Anna Akhmatova
Poem Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold, Death’s great black wing scrapes the air, Misery gnaws to the bone. Why then …
The Treasure
Mountains, a moment’s earth-waves rising and hollowing; the earth too’s an ephemerid; the stars – Short-lived as grass the stars …
Pax
All that matters is to be at one with the living God to be a creature win the house of …
Starry Night
Poem Ah, not to be cut off, not through the slightest partition shut out from the law of the stars. …
Remembering the Sacred Self 