Poetry Corner – Volume 1


For the inner ear, the voice of the vessel of silence is an embrace
felt by an infinite number of scribes.

It is my wish to offer here an oasis of present day poetic

Each month i shall invite new poets to breathe with, and they in
turn will bring guests of their own.

Poetry Corner at TIFERET has evolved out of Donna Stein’s
enthusiasm to nurture the spirit of beauty in all its forms.

silent lotus



May 2010 Silent Lotus’ Selected


Milner Place

and his guest Larry Jordan

Ivan Granger

and his guest Elizabeth Reninger

Milner Place

corazon paz and the weathered virgin

bunches of dead and dying

flowers lay on the hill

at the feet

of the wooden lady

brought by tired shoes

laboured breathing

a gaudy array

propped against the knees

by concha

donna eulalia’s criada

corazon paz came panting


before la virgen

placed a water lily

picked in el pozo escondido

its stem

between the toes

through scarlet lips

she berated

the lady

for taking her two children


that she give them plenty of tamales

an ice cream

each fiesta

went down the hill

with brisk steps

an extra swing

to her hips

crossing the plaza
pozo escondido

you must approach

with slink of puma

through whispering grasses

past vigilant crows

guarding thorns

where a tunnel

will open in magnolias

and the sun

is a far fire beyond


only then

will you hear the voices

of decisive macaws

smell the lichen

of solitude

discover the colours

of all the faces of water

in the deep pool


with topaz-eyed


where a moon floats

among water-lilies


you must approach

with slink of puma


Milner Place, born England, Yorkshire, 1930, led a
wandering life for 25 years in many countries, including 11 years
as a skipper of working sailing vessels and yachts. His first poems
were written in Spanish, and a small collection published in
Spain in 1977. Settling in Huddersfield (UK) in 1987, he started to
write again in English. He has had 10 collections published, is
widely represented in UK mags, done innumerable readings, and
presented his poems on radio and television. He has frequently
worked with musicians in performances.His broad experience gives him many and varied backdrops for his
poetry. An essay by the late Todd Moore on his writing can be seen

He is currently one of the editors on Poetry Circle, a forum for
contemporary poetry. http://www.poetrycircle.com/

Larry Jordan

As Close as That

Mirabel sweeps up

little puffs of dust

into remarkable shapes

of clouds with her strides

up and down the avenues.

I can follow her on sunny days,

the wisps furling to steeple height

then pose and bow—nothing idle

in their come and go.

She swirls balloons

as bulging jowls full of wind,

snapping the ends of a mane.

The gallop is westward,

beyond the headlands.

Hushed to not disturb her

I sit behind an oak

and listen to her talk

with the fish in the creek.

She speaks of her father

and the other side of the world

saying nothing of the sky.

The air gets cool as the light

pales from a passing cloud.

Her voice wavers,

diesels balk, the swallows

shudder in the leaves.

Though still curious,

I too must look away.


Larry Jordan survived 33 years of the Postal Service ending his
career as Postmaster of Columbia, South Carolina in 2002. He has
been writing poetry for 15 years. His work can be seen in the
online journal, Millers Pond and is currently an editor for an
online poetry forum.


The Warbler Knows

The warbler knows

only dawn’s shaft

of light

on her breast.

Forgetting false future

suns, she sings

in no voice

but her own.
Every Shaped Thing


every shaped thing



Your altar

cannot seat

the thousand thousand


Holding them,

what do you have?

Each gilded god


“I am


by the sun.

I can only




Ivan M. Granger is the creator and editor of the Poetry
Chaikhana web site, www.Poetry-Chaikhana.com.  He grew
up in Oregon and Southern California, and has lived on the island
of Maui. He now lives in Colorado with his wife.When asked why he writes poetry, Ivan says, “Poetry has an
immediate effect on the mind. The simple act of reading poetry
alters thought patterns and the shuttle of the breath. Poetry
induces trance. Its words are chant. Its rhythms are drum beats.
Its images become the icons of the inner eye. Poetry is more than a
description of the sacred experience; it carries the
experience itself.”

Elizabeth Reninger


dusk is a pink

glow through mist

(soft as the belly-skin

of a newborn)

pencil-thin traces

of mountain ranges

flirt here with a quiet

blue tapestry

a saphire crown

of stars approaching

mingle with the pink

horizon with

something eons

in the making

— delicate

as lace

i call out my

name yearning

for an echo: silence

takes us all

beyond what beauty

has initiated…

Elizabeth Reninger is a practitioner of the Taoist arts of
acupuncture, tuina, qigong and poetry.  Her first collection
of poems, And Now The Story Lives Inside You, was published by
WovenWord Press in 2005, and can be ordered at http://elizabethreninger.webs.com.
She currently resides in Boulder, Colorado, and can be reached via
email at halfmoon108@yahoo.com.
About her poetry, Ms. Reninger writes: “My poems most often have their origin in the delight and
mystery and wisdom I find within the natural world … and how
these processes, these movements of the elements, can be mirrors to
the sort of intra-psychic transformation described by the world’s
great mystical traditions (Yoga in its Hindu, Buddhist, Taoist,
Sufi and other varieties).  It is through poetry that I
explore the playful relationships between mind and body and spirit
and world … with the hope of — in some small way, through the
view that my work offers — bringing to them a greater balance,
clarity, and freedom.”