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Trucks (Poem)
black armored trucks drive down Main Street
just passing through for now
but there are more of them
and they will stop somewhere in some town or city
to fulfil their ontological purpose
not here not yet and you might say not us
I’ve felt the street shake as they passed
and have seen the pavement crack beneath their wheels
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Amidst It All, Peace -APEC Edit (Poem)
when the ground shakes in these uncertain times
when the house no longer shelters from the moment’s storms
when the heart breaks from all it’s asked to carry
when tears fall faster than the flooding rain
let us hold each other
enfolded in the expanse of silent regard
with spacious kindness for all grief
be a staff in the fog that surrounds the day
a gentle warmth in night’s approaching chill
we have mourned so many deaths and died so many times
we have loved so much and given to each other in different ways
this is now familiar space
no presumption to guide, no offer but this
let us walk together at our own pace
let us walk together in peace
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Mirror Image Thought Experiment
Invitation: Participate in a thought experiment virtually
What: Look into a mirror. Write a few words about what you see in the mirror or feelings/thoughts that arise or even memories that might arise. Anything you wish to note. Any comments, unless marked PRIVATE, will become fodder for poems.
Why: About 7 years ago, one of my teachers, a Rinpoche, remarked that none of us has ever seen our own face. So I decided to do an organized event and play publicly with this notion. Art is always more fun in collab!
When: Oct 18-Nov 18, 2025. The event will take place over 1 month. Should I get decent work out of this, I’ll publish these in a small limited run of a chapbook and offered for sale, ALL PROCEEDS GOING TO KUNPEN.NGALSO.ORG .
I do not profit from my work!
Send me a message or leave a note in my studio
