This body will return to earth become one, again, with the round world: seep into soil, dissolve decay into richness life-giving dust, remnants of a kind flame, scattered motes of blown smoke collected by the smallest of creatures; water, the most of me, pattering outside a listener's window becomes Water of Life once more runs … Continue reading Going Home
I just love this poem. It's nearly a year since my last post. Ergo, Esther’s nearly 1 year old. I've been busy!
Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires. from The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake I want to write about desire. We find ourselves inhabited by all sorts of desires, some welcome, others less so: perhaps I'm uncomfortable today and wish the weather was cooler, warmer, sunnier, drier, wetter, … Continue reading The Desiring Subject
One night a man was crying, Allah! Allah! His lips grew sweet with the praising, until a cynic said, "So! I have heard you calling out, but have you ever gotten any response?" The man had no answer to that. He quit praying and fell into a confused sleep. He dreamed he saw Khidr, the … Continue reading Love Dogs