Poetry

The Mnemosyne Weekly: Poem Thirty-Seven (Reznikoff)

The First Thanksgiving at Plymouth by Jennie A. Brownscombe This week for Mnemosyne I've selected, "Te Deum," a simple little poem of praise in honor of Thanksgiving. The poet, Charles Reznikoff  lived from 1894 - 1976 and was...

The Song of Love

The Song of Love The song of Love Is an unending Melody It’s roots lie in the Joy of the song And the harping on the strings Is the Gift divine The Grace of the Guru. The song has you in...

The darkness cannot last forever

The darkness cannot last forever. The night has always end. The force of evil is afraid of light and wickedness is melting on the sun of justice.

“The Shower Prayer” by Cristina M. R. Norcross

Please click on the link below to my official blog, Running on at the Ink, to read my latest poem, "The Shower Prayer."  For a brief, poetic respite from the world through a meditation...

Prayer of Service

My eyes are closed–and my heart wide open. With a soft and gentle spirit I AM HERE. Asking, imploring to know What would you have me do? I am yours–to serve, to love, to pray, to support. Show me the...

Today is different…

Today is different… Today is different or is it? The dim gleam of morning rays just creeped out of the horizon. But I was waiting for their arrival. Sleep had not left my eyes but a smile escaped...

New Translations of Poems by Kabir

In The Target is Behind the Sky (Fifty Poems of Kabir) Sunil Uniyal brings to life the poems or “utterances” of the Hindi mystic Kabir.The translations beautifully evoke Kabir’s imaginative yet down-to-earth writings and...

after the Rapture

)mad magicks(  Emerging Visions visionary art 'zine #20 will be emerging late this weekend (after the Rapture)  http://emergingvisions.blogspot.com Jesus died for somebody's sins, but not mine Jesus cried, and somebody grinned -- don't whine Jesus smiled his love...

taking out the trash

taking out the trash While taking out some trash this afternoon I observed how quiet it was outside. In the ordinariness of this action I became very aware of myself as silence in relation to Nature. even when sounds arise...

The Mnemosyne Weekly: Poem Eighteen (Harper)

Reuben, Reuben Michael S. Harper My selection this week is the powerful Michael S. Harper poem, "Reuben, Reuben," from the collection Images of Kin, which came out in 1977 and was nominated for a National Book Award.  It has...