Rumi for today
Posted in Movement Monastery, Poems, Retreat on Jun 7th, 2009
Walk to the well
Turn as the earth and the moon turn
Circling what they love
Whatever circles comes from the center
–Rumi
not an oxymoron
Posted in Movement Monastery, Poems, Retreat on Jun 7th, 2009
Walk to the well
Turn as the earth and the moon turn
Circling what they love
Whatever circles comes from the center
–Rumi
Writing on Gold Paper
byDDMcPherson
I exhale and cast forward, over a brink.
My body hurtling down and down,
but the inner world halts,
curling its tongue over the desert of Earth.
Eyesight travels in straight lines; insight curves without ever traveling,
a globe swallowed into the heart.
Inhaling, exhaling stretches the canvas of air
where a painting appears and dissolves continuously,
as breath fogs [...]
Posted in Poems on Apr 13th, 2009
Five Ruby Women
(written after Thursday class)
My hands climb the air slowly on their own.
The canyon floor spread around me,
the pale green trees lacy along the river.
A dense hiss then
a blast of pitting sand folding me before
shooting off like a big air serpent disgusted
by its marbled morsel of me.
And the world halted.
My hands halted.
There was nowhere [...]