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Perhaps Inevitable

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on November 5, 2023| 4 Comments »

           after Gustav Klimt’s “Tragedie”
 
 
even now beneath
the stony gray mask of control
I feel it growing
a shimmering flower of purest gold
the naked truth
 
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To sign up for the class that inspired this poem (and yesterday’s, too)–it’s not too late!–see below. Though the three-week class began last Friday, you could watch the recording of the first class and join us for the next two sessions. 

Love, Sex, Death and Everything: A Creativity Playshop with Gustav Klimt
Nov. 3, 10, 17, 11a.m. -1 p.m. MST
 
Three weeks of exploring what lurks in the depths of humanity. Each class consists of a deep Jungian-oriented dive into music and myths behind Klimt’s images led by Kayleen Asbo, interwoven with Rosemerry leading an exploration of mortality, passion, terror and beauty in your own creative writing practice. For more information and to register, visit here.

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Revelation

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on October 12, 2018| 1 Comment »

 

 

 

Perhaps when we don’t know what to say

we have at last arrived at the one true thing—

and in our thrill to share it with words, dilute it.

 

It is like the seed, perhaps, that in sprouting

at last understands its purpose, only

now it is no longer a seed.

 

How easy it is to lose revelation.

Not that it is ever gone—more that it

drops its petals, and we are left

 

holding an empty stem, trying

to remember how beautiful it was,

failing to see how beautiful it is.

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Busy Girl’s Satori

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on June 28, 2018| Leave a Comment »

 

 

Across the yard, below

the cliffs, and just beneath the evening’s

drift toward darkening, above

the river, through the trees,

there is, if you are lucky,

a slender moment charmed

by chance when, if you look up,

the great blue heron

will angle past on slanting wing

and make you question

everything.

 

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In My Lucid Hours

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on January 18, 2017| 2 Comments »

 

 

All these days trying to turn a stone into a song, such relief, its splash in the river

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