Attention

July 22, 2009 in Poetry

you raise a brightly colored flag,
but you don’t see it hit the top of the pole
because as your hands tug the rope
your eyes are looking at sidewalks and benches,
at the level of others
but no one is around.
with the flag up and a dull wind nudging,
you just stand for a moment and feel
the lack of  meaning [...]

Breathless. Wind.

July 1, 2009 in Poetry

Breathless.  Wind.  Two beautiful words that oppose one another.  What opposes is also what defines.  When defined, the Essence is lost.
Waking up, during that first second, there is a blissful heaven of invention.  Language does not yet exist.  The forms and our connection to them or our separation from them are not there yet.
AWAKE:
Breathless.
Wind.
Breathless…is to [...]