While Sitting at Starbucks
So what If I sing your praises(even off-key)? I know your wordsHave the powerTo raise the dead. Recall this when you feel Your life is fated To be locked in a lab.
Category: No Time for Poetry but Exactly What Is
Let’s Get This Straight…
I don’t take refugeIn the Democratic PartyThe Republican PartyOr this Friday night’s party I take refugeIn the Buddha who just turned 70The Dharma of InterbeingAnd the Sangha out in Fenton
Sempre Avanti
Dear CaterinaWhat I want— To mediate with you for 60 minutesAnd not a peep from me Our eyes closed I’ll silently chantA mantra to you, for you Quelle surprise … I missed youAnd often did…
From a Recent Notebook
Of course, Diane di Prima is in My Canon… Because she honored Suzuki Roshi’s unprecedented presenceBecause she made the case for old-school being literally in touchBecause she gave primacy to cosmologyBecause I gifted C. with…
Chant and Be Happy!
Chant when I go downstairs in the early morningChant as I walk around the block each day with radiant smile at 20 degrees Chant and remember all my misjudgments and chant not to repeat themChant…
First Thoughts on Julie O’Heir
Where do I look for this question that’s glowingWhere do I look for this truthgrin that I know is in the city limitsWhere do I feel that bare vibe whispering around my upper ear My…
Morning on the Central Park Lake by Alex Gaynor
Amidst the thunder of the pulsing city, here is a refuge The lake like glass, caressed by the kiss of the gentle breeze Robins chatter above and around, playfully inviting others to this sacred space …
A Day of Duality in Brooklyn by Alex Gaynor
Waking up to harrowing news of subway shootings and terrorHappening on the most beautiful day of the year thus far An unsettled anxiety pacing the small room of my studio apartment Giving way to sunlit afternoon…
Share the Wealth: It’s National Poetry Month
On Sunday 10 April I invite you to share a favorite poem or two with us, whether by a poet you love or one of your own poems. Or you can tell us a story involving poetry, as you…
4.4.22, National Poetry Month
Contemporary war is a bureaucratic and capitalistic enterprise that requires its bored clerks, soulless administrators, ignorant taxpayers, contradictory priests, and encouraging families. If we understood that a war machine is a pervasive system of complicity…