My Mood Feels
like the third glassof a New Belgium juicyhaze IPA. Ancient wisdomon a napkin. Lighting bowlsand random deposit slips onthe top … Read More “My Mood Feels”
Tag: reflection
Why Poetry is Well Suited for Space Work
Why did I think she had eyes thecolor of feces and sweat dipping tainted hairs white as burning phosphorous? What is wrongwith … Read More “Why Poetry is Well Suited for Space Work”
I Need My Used Book Store
Three Lives, in New York. From Intelligencer I need my used bookstore. The sensuous aromas of waxy skin jackets andmahogany shelves, paperskeletons in … Read More “I Need My Used Book Store”
Two Monks Arguing About Movement
It’s not the leaves that move. Nor is it the Banyan tree. The mind moves both of them,as if they were constructed of thoughts … Read More “Two Monks Arguing About Movement”
Where Deer Sleep
My three-year-old sonasked me where deer sleep.So I took him there. Steppinginto a space that is not meantfor fathers and … Read More “Where Deer Sleep”
While Passing By a Church Near My Home
I think about how the hive mindknows how to act in one direction,with one will and one purpose.Chanting with all … Read More “While Passing By a Church Near My Home”
Splash
Aigua Blava Beach, Begur, Spain. Photo by Peter Müller. Suppose there were a pool of water—clear, limpid, and unsullied. A … Read More “Splash”
The Problem with Kindness
There is a gulf between the secular and the religious parts of our lives. In sacred settings we talk about … Read More “The Problem with Kindness”
Thinking About the Past
I have recently been thinking quite a lot about the past. I guess that’s what a lot of people do … Read More “Thinking About the Past”
Close to Timberline
Ascorbic acid tabletswon’t quench my thirst. I want the secret sourcesof the Hudson, log bridges,and vanished paths. Hydrating oil-in-lipstickwon’t cover … Read More “Close to Timberline”