You explore and transmit the attraction of emptiness so enticingly through your words and images.
There is such joy when the elusive space opens and the ‘self’ relaxes, is loosened, dissolves away, vanishes and is lost into its expansive vastness. It happens more and more these days and your words brought a wonderful experiential interlude to the day ...
“backing into the room like a lost guest, the graceful, impossibly long-desired feeling” just arose. I love that!
Ah, loving your words. They fill a space in my mind that is hungry for connection with minds that go where yours goes. Question: After eating everything and everyone including the sandwich and the devil himself, I imagine the hunger would not be sated but rather increase? If one ate the devil would one hunger for more devil?
But that poem is, luckily, a poem, rather than a statement of intent. Also, my years of 'eating everything' are gladly over, (menopause) though I am sticking with 'no regrets'.
But having full-on life energy behind the desire to overcome evil is a good thing, and I hold to it. Now it feels less ego-driven 'I can eat more than you!' And instead more steadfast and grounded. Either way, I still plan to hang my home-cured bacon in the rafters.
You explore and transmit the attraction of emptiness so enticingly through your words and images.
There is such joy when the elusive space opens and the ‘self’ relaxes, is loosened, dissolves away, vanishes and is lost into its expansive vastness. It happens more and more these days and your words brought a wonderful experiential interlude to the day ...
“backing into the room like a lost guest, the graceful, impossibly long-desired feeling” just arose. I love that!
Many thanks Caro.
Listening with Bellay.
I particularly liked Chasm.
Old poems die hard.
I heard Eliot in the word craft and Hughes somewhere out there in the rain.
Maybe take them an umbrella and my apologies.
Forming that singularity. 🖤
Ah, loving your words. They fill a space in my mind that is hungry for connection with minds that go where yours goes. Question: After eating everything and everyone including the sandwich and the devil himself, I imagine the hunger would not be sated but rather increase? If one ate the devil would one hunger for more devil?
Hey Shinehah, I fear probably, yes.
But that poem is, luckily, a poem, rather than a statement of intent. Also, my years of 'eating everything' are gladly over, (menopause) though I am sticking with 'no regrets'.
But having full-on life energy behind the desire to overcome evil is a good thing, and I hold to it. Now it feels less ego-driven 'I can eat more than you!' And instead more steadfast and grounded. Either way, I still plan to hang my home-cured bacon in the rafters.