River Teach Me
Inspired by a sacred Ute prayer River teach me changeas falling leaves decompose in the formless current River teach me … Read More “River Teach Me”
Author: Teahouse
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Looking Out From Stony Island
Carve out my tongueI will taste your wind Slice off my earsI will hear your waves Gouge out my eyesI will … Read More “Looking Out From Stony Island”
Born Again
Work out everyday. No excuses. Do it. Morning or evening. Doesn’t matter. Just do it. Stop making excuses. Write. At least … Read More “Born Again”
Halloween Rising
Halloween rising,and I’m riding shotgunwith an incandescent raver girlat the wheeland a junkie on the back seatwhen the bars are … Read More “Halloween Rising”
Breckenridge
Unimpressed with me or my camera, the raven, clove black with a touch of tar, draws easily from the pine needle-covered stream. So easily, the way honeysuckle curls over the broken necks of cedar, or how, in … Read More “Breckenridge”
Late Summer
The spell is over. The orgy is over. We get what we want, then time runs out. We who were born by phallus and wand … Read More “Late Summer”
A Lion: Mr. Shakti Sinha, Director General of International Buddhist Confederation
A core figure in India’s largest Buddhist organization has departed. Mr. Shakti Sinha (b. 1957) passed away on Monday at … Read More “A Lion: Mr. Shakti Sinha, Director General of International Buddhist Confederation”
Strength
To be believed, they say you must be bruised or ruptured, vaporized, turned to particles in the smoke, how poison ivy causes the skin … Read More “Strength”
The Wall (For Roger Waters)
I loved you, the way jewels are left unclaimed on the ocean floor. I loved you forevermore, and I knew … Read More “The Wall (For Roger Waters)”
In Essence
Poetry does not bring me peace. Or if it does,it is the peace of a baby sleeping, only to be … Read More “In Essence”