Poetry: Soul Outpost Cantos 3-4

Canto III – Luminous Clarity My downstairs neighbor sweetly strums the Guzheng after Sunday breakfast The radiant music flows through the cement floor into my tiny cloister In the room next to me, my future wife teaches English to anxious middle school students preparing for their monthly exams Their critical class rank measured down to …

Love Defeats Hate

The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference. – Elie Wiesel I have been upset and heartsick these days. Two days ago a psychotic beast walked …

Unfold Your Own Myth

Don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth. – Rumi Our lives are an ever-unfolding journey set between spiritual ley lines established by personal mythology. A paradise can be found at the end of your nose, if you look for it. Each day of our lives demand a …

Rapture on the Shore: A Sonnet

A lone spirit wanders the foamy line Heart adrift, floating between sand and sea Trod shattered mountains and slick gems of brine Timeless messengers take my soul to thee Mortal coil spun between heaven and earth Escape the unreal web of illusions Draped over my innocent eyes since birth Uncover the mystic in seclusion Touching …

Luminous Lotus of Love: a Poem

Floating in my lotus boat Drifting on the cosmic sea Upon my soul I wrote This vow of love to thee Sail into the sparkling light Guided by my compass heart I find there my lovely sprite And a loving world does start We two are one forever Nothing can break us apart Together we …

Happy Chinese New Year

I made a Lunar New Year card from one of my paintings. The painting is of the Winter Blooming Plum, and the Chinese phrases are various ways to wish people a happy New Year. Today is Chinese New Year’s Eve or Lunar New Year’s Eve. It is the year 4719 according to the ancient Chinese …

Inoculation of Dreams: a poem

There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the infinite passion of life. – Federico Fellini Dreams manifest reality. There were no radios, TVs, computers, wheels, forks, shoes, pots or pans before someone dreamed them into existence. Turn to nature to see the absence of the artificial. Only humans create and leave …

Winter Blooming Plum

A poem dedicated to hope The gray-white dome of tyrannical winter descends Pounds the windows and walls with bluster Chases the sun and stars from the heavens Bare branches bend to winter’s bitter will While the tremulous blooming plum Glitters golden hope midst the gloom A swirl of lace-winged fairies Lift the curtain unto reverie …

The Heart’s Memory

He was still too young to know that the heart’s memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past. – Gabriel García Márquez Our perceptions of memories change over time. Some events have great significance attached to them in the present …