Postcards to water

I have, once again, been participating in the August poetry postcard project, which has been a good way to get back in the swing of writing after a long separation.   As I’ve looked back at many of these poems, I see the theme of water emerging, and am reminded of the poems I wrote years…

Poems for meditators, final installment

Dear Sarah, Cells of my sky and lungs I breathe in self and other, division, duality,        and I breathe out the union, reunion with all-spirit — rays of light mingle with exhalation– we, as one, sigh our greeting of recognition, inspiring a smile and a soft, broken heart– _____________________ Dear Andrea, Our hearts, like tea…

Poetry and meditation, 4

Only 4 more cards to go.  Here are the penultimate poems: Dear Peter, Sometimes, we must walk along a dark path to find light– sometimes, solitude fills the gaps,       requires that we empty before we fill– we expand and contract, sing or wail, find ways to be peaceful in struggle–we are brave and strong     together …

Poetry and meditation, part three

I have been slow to send these out, but here are the latest group: Dear Diane, Sometimes we stay through uncertainty, our bodies breaking open, hearts afraid– Sometimes we find the right questions, satisfying answers– Sometimes, we just sit, full of heat and sadness, fear pushing against walls– _________________________________ Dear Randy, The quick flap of…

Poems for meditators, part two

Dear Liesbet, How we find                                 or make meaning    —    how we fill or fulfill — what cost or what loss,      how the heart expands and contracts when we say   “yes”  or   “no”  — filter the residue, magnify the results _________________ Dear Marino, How do we doubt connection— expansion— fullness— How do we doubt “thank you”   …

Poems for meditators

Last weekend, I finished a significant weekend meditation retreat, and during the celebration afterward, we were all given the opportunity to present something as an offering to the group.  I read a few poems, but my real offering was the promise of a poem to each person in the room in the form of a…

Final installment of the poetry postcards

August 20: Dear Colleen– What do we cut–these arteries of attachment,this sorrow–the empty space betweenwords and breathprovides the path of navigation–the hollow anxiety of unknowing– August 21: Dear Laura– the trick is holding two things at once–this balance of sadnessand joy, this want andthis acceptance–how to live in one place– August 22: Dear Adrienne– The…