One Hundred and Eighty Four 10.28.16 I love questions.. I think I might even love them more than answers, they shift something in you, they throw you off balance, they break the natural flow of boredom in parties where everyone is constantly trying to figure out how you make money, where you live, and all … Continue reading Mary Oliver – Some Questions You Might Ask

One Hundred and Eighty Three 10.27.16 For the sake of your eyes, as bright and mystical as the first sunrise ever seen from the earth. Rumi God forbid I'd compare the moon to your face Or the tall cypress to your stature and grace. Where in the moon are ruby sweet lips to be found? … Continue reading Rumi – [God forbid I’d compare the moon to your face]

One Hundred and Eighty Two 10.25.16 Rilke Autumn Day Lord: it is time. The summer was immense. Lay your shadow on the sundials and let loose the wind in the fields. Bid the last fruits to be full; give them another two more southerly days, press them to ripeness, and chase the last sweetness into … Continue reading Rilke – Autumn Day

Rant all the way down ... 1) Le Poème One Hundred and Eighty One 10.24.16 Jane Hirshfield The Promise Stay, I said to the cut flowers. They bowed their heads lower. Stay, I said to the spider, who fled. Stay, leaf. It reddened, embarrassed for me and itself. Stay, I said to my body. It … Continue reading Jane Hirshfield – The Promise

Familia! I have not been able to talk to you much (I know, I'm giving myself self importance..but whaddaya gonna do.. you gotta pat yourself on the back now and then) - I have been using the juice I have for a poetry projetc and been writing them here.. I'd like to think that you … Continue reading Mary Oliver – Where Does the Dance Begin, Where Does It End?

Hundred and Seventy Nine 10.18.16 I often see couples making out in bars or streets when I ride my bike home at nights or read my book at bars, and sometimes it feels like they are making out in a different world in a world that everything has stopped...good for them! Frank Ormsby  Moving In … Continue reading Frank Ormsby – Moving In

Hundred and Seventy eight 10.14.16 You know..can you? ah the feelings! Langston Hughes Genius Child This is a song for the genius child. Sing it softly, for the song is wild. Sing it softly as ever you can - Lest the song get out of hand. Nobody loves a genius child. Can you love an … Continue reading Langston Hughes – Genius Child

Hundred and Seventy seven 10.13.16 After reading about L. Cohen's preparation for death, Bob Dylan being awarded Nobel Prize in Literature, after writing a poem about my mother's worried eyes when I left home, after talking to my sister, there's this nonsense pouring out of my finger... I don't know why : After all those times I've lived … Continue reading Mark Strand – Not Dying

Hundred and Seventy six 10.12.16 Walt Whitman O You Whom I Often and Silently Come O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are, that I may be with you; As I walk by your side, or sit near, or remain in the same room with you, Little you know the subtle electric fire … Continue reading Walt Whitman – O You Whom I Often and Silently Come

Hundred and Seventy Five 10.11.16 Poem: Charles Bukowski oh yes there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often when you do it's too late and there's nothing worse than too late. • Rant: Last night, I went to bed only a 6 years old boy, … Continue reading Charles Bukowski – oh yes