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Beyond the Border Kingdom – Poem 2 Posted
From the collection”Beyond the Border Kingdom“. Into the Wild Beyond Here
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Poetry Collection – Beyond the Border Kingdom
I have begun to publish my collection”Beyond” here at Moments of Zen. The prologue and the first poem, “Into the Wild”, are now live. A new chapter will be published each week or so.
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Poem – Autumn
The autumn sky wraps blue fingers around the tall pine trees and in this embrace we watch the story unfold.
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Poem – Beyond Control
I move across the empty fields toward the tree line and pause. There are shadows and things unseen at work as the sky bends to will of the forest. There is an energy flow through everything and if I clear my mind I see ten thousand beings and the light they cast down the path.
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Stone Path Review
Hello everyone! Just a quick post. We are changing the name of Stone Path Review to Stone Path Review & Magazine and have a new website at http://www.stonepathmagazine.com. We will be posting more selective and personal writings and photography and working on a redesign. More information to come.
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Poem – In These Times
In these times there are more questions than the answers we require to move and breath. In these times we feel isolated, at great distances from the reality we see. In these times the human spirit further bonds and strengthens, we are all in this together.
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Comic – Don’t Hit Save
I cannot overstate how much I enjoy the on-line comic “Don’t Hit Save” by Jeff Lofvers. If you follow technology, there was a recent court case regarding ownership of the word “Sky”. Most recent comic talks about this. Good stuff! Enjoy. http://www.donthitsave.com http://www.thisskyhere.com
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Jackson Pollock, Life Magazine
I just received an original copy of Life Magazine from August 8th, 1949 featuring Jackson Pollock in the article “Is he the greatest living painter in the United States?” Happy days!
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John Haines – A Winter Light
A Winter Light, by John Haines We still go about our lives in shadow, pouring the white cup full with a hand half in darkness. Paring potatoes, our heads vent over a dream— glazed window through which the long, yellow sundown looks. By candle or firelight your face still holds a mystery that once filled…
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Poetry – Mark Doty – To Jackson Pollock
To Jackson Pollock Mark Doty Last night somebody murdered a young tree on Seventh Avenue between 18th and 19th—only two in that block, and just days ago we’d taken refreshment in the crisp and particular shade of that young ginkgo’s tight leaves, its beauty and optimism, though I didn’t think of that word until the…