Category: Poem of the moment
The fabric of all your threads
I know you As fragments of other women Pieces of you I recognise In their touch, gaze or smile You’re always mine Just never complete and never whole Ever-present touch
“Carnal Apple, Woman Filled, Burning Moon” by Pablo Neruda
Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon, dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light, what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars? What primal night does Man touch with
Shadow and Light Source Both (from Soul of Rumi, by Coleman Barks)
How does a part of the world leave the world? How does wetness leave water? Dont’ try to put out fire by throwing on more fire! Don’t wash a wound
Like this – by Rumi
If anyone asks you how the perfect satisfaction of all our sexual wanting will look, lift your face and say, Like this. When someone mentions the gracefulness of the nightsky,
The Self-Unseeing, by Thomas Hardy
Here is the ancient floor, Footworn and hollowed and thin, Here was the former door Where the dead feet walked in. She set in her chair, Smiling into the fire
Leisure – William Henry Davies
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or