Tag: spirituality
group name: criticscorner
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August 13, 2006 09:27 AM EDT --
We are washed out with winter's rain
Pushed along by Santa Anna Winds
Winter's mild smile hidden today
As we roll out on our whims
Road trip riding up the coast
Ignite friendship's eternal . . . more
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February 26, 2006 11:15 PM EST --
For Angela Zack
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles today
Tomorrow will be dying.
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June 22, 2006 05:36 PM EDT --
For Ed Nudelman on the Night of the Bonfire Fiesta of San Juan
This poem's about finding a pentacle in San Juan's pickle barrel
and plucking it out as midsummer . . . more
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March 28, 2006 09:35 PM EST --
for Laura, Robert, Abu, Edward, Will
and all my poet friends on the Path
This is how I would die
into the love I have for you
as pieces of cloud
dissolve in sunlight
la ilaha illa-llah, la ilaha . . . more
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June 29, 2006 01:10 PM EDT --
for Mark Christian Klopp, troubadour, chocolatier, seer
I just found a silk souk past the Gate of Scales,
I just tasted a grape from your open mouth.
The medina spirals inward sighing genie tales
from . . . more
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December 04, 2006 01:40 PM EST --
for Douglas Gilbert, sensitive teacher, soulful poet, wise children's storyteller, who has taught me new ways to express brotherly love in the emptiness.
Note: I wrote the first draft of this poem . . . more
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July 26, 2006 01:57 PM EDT --
Our cars and our stars all look the same
What happened to originality who can explain?
Our art is defined by the greed of the market
Cash flow charts and the big box office
A new show comes out that's . . . more
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May 01, 2006 09:00 AM EDT --
for Angela Claire and Andalucia Dotson
may·day [máy dày] noun. distress call: the internationally recognized communications distress call.
My friend draws bright discs in . . . more
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June 01, 2006 05:17 PM EDT --
for Hannah Dreyma, in experience and belief
Snails' trails led me in
over marble and gravel
stumbling and crashing--
lonely, loony, and lost.
Hands bled from a fence.
I wiped my face red,
tasted . . . more
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July 07, 2007 08:09 PM EDT --
For Birdie Jaworksi, talented writer, poet and blogger, whose vision of the Internet as a catalyst for change has inspired my inner heart; and for the Iraqi people. Every day fifty or more people are being . . . more
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March 31, 2008 01:24 PM EDT --
For Padre Flavio Zavala, my first mentor, who taught me a little Spanish, a lot of Latin, how to play chess, and what I needed to know about finding God in the small things.
Plaza . . . more
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July 22, 2006 11:27 AM EDT --
Insomniac nights, drifting
listening to lists and pleas
Please hear me
A new red bikini and the body to wear it
A coat for my son, a fine fish for supper
A thousand sticks of joss to perfume your temple, . . . more
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February 08, 2007 02:59 PM EST --
I'd like to be torn apart and consumed by wild animals It is my own form of reincarnation. How about you guys? Post your morbid fantasies here.
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July 15, 2007 12:22 PM EDT --
Sonnet elegy for Don Francisco Cara Martin, my father-in-law (1930-2002).
I never liked its name, 'Alzheimer's,´
Which brings to mind a faulty rhymer,
Who, . . . more
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September 13, 2007 09:40 AM EDT --
I do most of my writing at a coffee house known as the Casablanca. On the walls is that kind of dark wood panelling that gives the interior a warm feeling. The casual coffee drinkers that come to visit . . . more
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March 05, 2006 02:42 AM EST --
for pamela creighton** (1957--2002)
how to write about then
there
her
I say
angel hear my rhythm
does the picture scream at me
with drunk harmony
or
psychedelic balance
come
use our . . . more
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September 27, 2006 12:41 PM EDT --
for Marianne Walter, my sister who nearly tickled me to death. This poetic narrative fragment,, rewritten into another fictional form, has become part of the prologue of my new . . . more
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January 24, 2007 08:22 PM EST --
The inferno burns, emaciated bodies drag and trail behind.
Soft crystals and crimson spread in the room of twenty.
Life is swallowed; faith is not.
People of minority weep and stifle screams,
While they . . . more
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May 08, 2006 01:06 AM EDT --
for Shaykh Ali Abu Talib, with thanks to Maureen Sullivan Stemberg for inspiration and the word itself and its idea.
Should I feel grateful for my life,
when it's been given freely . . . more
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February 25, 2008 08:15 PM EST --
for Jan Hersh, poet and artist of harmonious spiral and my dear friend, who dances stellar forms into dynamic embodiment.
How you got
Mapped like that
Blessed
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