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no walls, no guns


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what does god want from me, today?
god has given me today.
i do not know about tomorrow.


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everything that enters the present moment is impermanent, including suffering. come into this moment with me and watch suffering lose its power. watch it dissolve simply, in the water of your life. can you show me anything that does not pass through the present? i do not see it.


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when i suffer, i have the opportunity to learn about suffering. to see exactly in what way it is passing through the present moment. and if i can notice how i am also something passing through (the same moment), i think we can be companions instead of adversaries. learning. what?




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it has taken me 50 years to that point when one admits to writing poetry


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when i write a poem i’m hoping to carry the reader through to a silence they’ve never heard before


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poetry is like taking notes in someone else’s handwriting



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i write poetry to see what life is like in poems



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to speak is to trust that someone will not kill you with what you say



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my dialectic

on the one hand i’m a total misanthrope. and why not? humans spread unspeakable cruelty wherever they go, each minute of every day. society attacks early, when the individual is helpless. indeed. and yet, countless tableside conversations have referred themselves to my poems; i love nothing more than to stand on a full street corner with my camera clicking away while i observe all the miniature dramas unfolding there. i become very attached to them and find that i miss them all as they drift apart. though i’ll never see any of them ever again, i can’t think i’ll ever forget them.

odd isn’t it?


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