divine | mystery | photography | poetry
encouragement
How Did the rose Ever open its heart And give to this world All its Beauty? It felt the encouragement of light Against its Being, Otherwise, We all remain Too Frightened. ~Hafiz
how i loved you [or the alchemy of heartbreak]
how i loved you no one understood the torture– the sweet musk of ache in my heart no one knew you utterly macerated my sweet butterfly in your gaping mouth but I knew (and I let you) (and I let you) a thousand flutters of longing–thrusting in a moonlit garden of jasmine while, for ten…
there is this moment
It is such a misguided notion to believe there is any other place to be but this one– the sweet smell of rain (the droplets falling on the very paper on which I was writing this), surrounded by poetry. A church bell chimes nearby and machines whirrrrrr all around me. The cacophony of seagulls crying…
farewell
As a final farewell to each man I have loved and lost–whether by your deceit or mine, your projection or mine, your fears or mine–I offer this poem by Lord Byron. Today, I choose love and truth. Today, I choose joy. WHEN WE TWO PARTED When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted…
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the magnificent space
Antistrophes by Rainer Maria Rilke Ah, Women, that you should be moving here, among us, grief-filled, no more protected than we, and nevertheless able to bless like the blessed. From what realm, when your beloved appears, do you take the future? More than will ever be. One who knows distances out to the outermost star…