Poetry

life has a honeysuckle lover

  As the day ends and begins this evening Presence comes to me envelops me stills me and asks me to dance. I tell him I will let him lead. whole body excitement to have such a dance partner. so touched, mind can't know is my...

jesus

An angel, son of The God, a prophet... Numerous terms denoted to address, a soul so pure... Healing leprosy of an ailing devotee, restoring the sight of a blind, magically bringing back the dead,, he possesses...

Tiferet Poetry Reading Sunday, April 21

Here's a nice article from The Alternative Press about our upcoming reading Sunday, April 21 from 2-4 pm in Summit, New Jersey. This reading is co-sponsored with The Writers Circle (www.writerscircleworkshops.com). Three poets will...

Your Opening: An Easter Poem

The garden is not grateful to the gardener. The bud does not cry, 'Open me!' Darkness untangles threads of light without God's fingers, filaments of pollen spilling from the reckless void. The gardener is grateful to the garden. Only...

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...

My Robin flew away…

    My Robin flew away… That morning was different. That horizon with the twilight hue of dawn was colorful. That air smelled of freshness. I was up and awake from a dreamless slumber, with dizziness of new awakening and anticipation...

The Moon of Dark Night

    The Moon of dark night   I am in love with the Moon, The line itself makes it poetic, isn’t it? Well, I may not be the only one…The grandeur of the moon captures many hearts.   I can’t reason...

valentines

I can be imperfect, as I am and love you still Love is not about seamless melding perfection to perfection but all those cracks, crags, crevices hoping (aching) to be filled http://lunaramble.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines.html http://emergingvisions.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html Enchanting Romance, EV8 http://postapocalypse13.tumblr.com/

The Mnemosyne Monthly: Poem Forty-Three (Shikibu)

This month's Mnemosyne poem, by Izumi Shikibu, comes from The Ink Dark Moon and is translated by Jane Hirshfield, who I will interview this upcoming summer for Tiferet Talk. If you're not familiar with...

The Mnemosyne Monthly: Poem Forty-Two (Doolittle)

Orchard H.D. (Hilda Doolittle) As noted last week, The Mnemosyne Weekly has now become The Mnemosyne Monthly, and we're moving right along to the forty-second poem. What a joy it's been to carry these poems around...