Poetry

“As Though To Breathe Were Life”

"As Though To Breathe Were Life"

“..For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honoured of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers; Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met..”


Let Go the Line (Thank You, Rumi)

Let Go the Line (Thank You, Rumi)

Let Go the Line (Thank you, Rumi) Let the rigid line do what it must alone. In its wide pronouncements it can never bend or leave its dank rooms suffocating – Stuck there it can never curve to the ocean’s rippling edges (disappearing beneath the yielding sands) nor chase the butterfly’s meandering path through flowers […]


An Opening Benediction

An Opening Benediction

Benediction I begged It To cleave my heart, Scoop the rotten insides, And replace it with Mountains. I yearned for It to take away the ruins — to plunge what remained Deep Beneath the dirt, And replace me With seasons. It answered with silence. The enclosing Cold gripped me with loose wet clouds dripping waterfalls. […]