Hate Poem

I hate you truly. Truly I do. Everything about me hates everything about you. The flick of my wrist hates you. The way I hold my pencil hates you. The sound made by my tiniest bones were they trapped in the jaws of a moray eel hates you. Each corpuscle […] Read more

The Real Love

The Real love I always keep a secret All my words Are sung outside Her window. For when She lets me in I take a thousand oaths of silence. But, then She says, O, then God says “What the hell, Hafiz, Why not give the whole world My Address” Hafiz Read more

O Hora Immensa

Only a bell and a bird break the stillness … It seems that the two talk with the setting sun. Golden colored silence, the afternoon is made of crystals A roving purity sways the cool trees, and beyond all that, a transparent river dreams that trampling over pearls it breaks […] Read more

What You Truly Own Cannot Be Taken

When all the world recognizes beauty as beauty, this in itself is ugliness. When all the world recognizes good as good, this in itself is evil. Indeed, the hidden and the manifest give birth to each other. Difficult and easy complement each other. Long and short exhibit each other. High […] Read more

Madness

Much Madness is divinest Sense – To a discerning Eye – Much Sense – the starkest Madness – ‘Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail – Assent – and you are sane – Demur – you’re straightway dangerous – And handled with a Chain – Emily Dickinson Read more

Cold Mountain

Some people are always bragging of their conduct: “Confucious or the Duke of Chou could not match my talents!” Yet look at their heads, stubborn and stony! See their bodies, ungainly and stiff! Pull them by a rope and they refuse to move, poke them with an awl and they […] Read more

The Hanging Man

By the roots of my hair some god got hold of me. I sizzled in his blue volts like a desert prophet. The nights snapped out of sight like a lizard’s eyelid: A world of bald white days in a shadeless socket. A vulturous boredom pinned me in this tree. […] Read more