Buddhistdoor Global (BDG): You’ve been living in Australia for some decades now. But you have also spent many years building stupas, 8 of them by yourself, and created original thangkas. How did you balance so many projects with your teaching and practice in Australia?
Hands of Light
can move slabs of sandstone into pyramids, if we want them to. For what pyramid was builtwithout the thought of worshipingforms, in the sky world, thesemortal dreams, these prayers ofthe unearthed, dismembered dreams,annihilated, rapturously cleansedby the invisible drumming of a shaman. George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such […]
“Unlocking Buddhist Written Heritage” at the British Library
From 7-8 February, the British Library hosted a conference titled, “Unlocking Buddhist Written Heritage.” This conference featured many veteran names in Buddhist textual studies, many of whom our website has covered and interviewed over the years. The conference was held in partnership with SOAS and supported by The Robert H. N. Ho Family Foundation.
Love and Unity Must Rise to Meet Sorrow and Anxiety
I’ve written briefly about my afternoon at World Religion Day in Hong Kong, which was organized by the local Baha’i community. It took place only a couple of weeks before the coronavirus crisis took hold in Wuhan and spread across China and the world. The virus has plunged the global community into a crisis – […]
Search and Rescue
petrified metaphors a crow filledmeadow a barrier like a riverboat looking upat the skyhidden fumesin the hysteria of extinctionsomewhere helicoptered away from the deltathose sharp edges likeshoulderbladesthe land of my bodybreathed overwith floodlights
Ferguson
Why am I hereWho sent meWhat secret mission am I on What enemy haveI come to wound with my goodnessWhat quiet darkness in my heart have I come to rattle with the drumming light of activismI awaited this hourlike the wind grows out of the stillness
Tears of Tonglen
There is no timeline forshamans we dreamthrough our heartwhile stayingin the centerletting go of the softflow of careswhat we are tryingto hold without being together
Bow & Be
ThatTooTimeless&NewbornCaperingThroughWhat loveCan leave on thoseTraces of EarthEnduringThe rivers andAll that May be trueMaybe.My whole past, too.My heart.The lost partOf the brain.Cutting like a Samurai’s swordTouching the grassOr taking off a tight shoeDeath the wayRam Dass felt it. George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry […]
Like Raindrops
I am not a Buddhist (neither was he)I am a followerof the neonlight of liberation Free of being rightI strive to seehow my poetry can hold many truths, all of themsentenced todeath George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 […]
Driving Through Seattle
Drizzled.Plundered.Poured.Like sunlight.Like religion.Like sleet againsta car window.I am a gorgeouscatastrophe George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA Today, The Wall Street Journal, The Atlantic, Havana Times, South […]