I Am Not the Body
I am not even the mindI am not the bodyI am not the mindI am not the oceanBut I swim there … Read More “I Am Not the Body”
Author: Teahouse
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How Archimedes Proved Ideas
If all the pencils and pensin the world disappearedI would write your namein the ashes on the hearth.If all the … Read More “How Archimedes Proved Ideas”
Maybe a Strange Thing
Maybe a strange thing — a college townat the wrong time of year — the students are gonebut you’re still … Read More “Maybe a Strange Thing”
Nairatmya, Part One
Nairatmya is a Vajrayana goddess who embodies the supreme Buddhahood. Her main role is as a wife of the Tantric … Read More “Nairatmya, Part One”
Six Haiku
zazen on verandatower block hermitagesirens and birdsong moving walkway at supermarketteenage couplekissing through smiles supermarket cafewoman sits talkingto herself grey … Read More “Six Haiku”
Butterflies and Other People
For two years, I lived on the edge of woods, on the outskirts of Chattanooga, Tennessee, between a sewage plant, … Read More “Butterflies and Other People”
In the biofield
farm hands announce sheer lightyour cantaloupeblonde hair the way vinesrelax over the necks of grapes George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. … Read More “In the biofield”
Your calling
to be a teacherthe place insidethat invites respectyour lightyour graceyour childrenI honor… George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, … Read More “Your calling”
Like a Bottle of 10 Year McKenna
Color in whiskymeans nothingIt has no meaningother than pleasure Taste is everything George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. … Read More “Like a Bottle of 10 Year McKenna”
Grieving
The Santoku knifeI gave to my brotherbut wish I hadn’tAnd some nights when Duke and Hankare on the turntableI still drop what I … Read More “Grieving”