Thursday, April 15, 2010


cigarette butt at my feet
not mine
the street-sweeper's scowl


Tuesday, April 13, 2010


this blossom
that hides in the shadow
. . . not knowing its name


Sunday, April 11, 2010


gulls laughing
at all his jokes
the old man and the sea


Saturday, April 10, 2010


touching stars
in the midnight pond
her toes and mine


Friday, April 09, 2010


in the dew
cricket song


april fool's

april fool's day
the color of new leaves
on this old tree

Thursday, April 08, 2010


the gull
shrinks to a speck and is gone
evening sky


just one more rasa link (for now) . . .

Wednesday, April 07, 2010


brushing aside the leaves
to find the moon
grandfather's pond


still more rasa links . . .

Tuesday, April 06, 2010

her whisper

her whisper
slippery on my skin
become torrents
sweeping my heart away


more links to rasa articles . . .

Monday, April 05, 2010

san diego quake

water sloshing
in the toilet
sunday tremors

watching 2010
the tv trembles
easter sunday

in my whiskey glass
day-after tremors

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Sunday, April 04, 2010


my hand trembles
as i dial --



"The word maya comes from the root ma, which means 'to build or measure forth.' Maya has three powers. One power is called the obscuring power; it obscures our understanding of the pure light. The second power is called the projecting power. It converts the pure light into the forms of the phenomenal world as a prism turns white light into colors of the rainbow. These are the powers that turn the transcendent into the temporal, spatial world that we know and all its things.

"Now, if you take the colors and put them on a disk and spin the colors, they will reveal white again. The colors of this world can be so inflected; they can be arranged in so artful a way that they will let you experience through to the true light. This is called the revealing power of maya -- and the function of art is to serve that end. The artist is meant to put the objects of the world together in such a way that through them you will experience that light, that radiance which is the light of our consciousness and which all things both hide and, when properly looked upon, reveal." --Joseph Campbell, Pathways to Bliss.

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Saturday, April 03, 2010


easter egg hunt
the toddler
delights in poo


the ultimate truth

"The ultimate truth, the ultimate mystery of life and being, is absolutely transcendent. One cannot define the absolute. One cannot picture it. One cannot name it. Nevertheless, that which is absolute being and absolute mystery is also one's own inner reality: one is that. The absolute is both transcendent and immanent: that is to say, both beyond the universe of the senses and within each particle of the universe. All that can be said about it is . . . nothing. All that can be said points to it. Therefore, the symbols, the rites, the rituals, and the acts are involved in a world of human experience but point past themselves to that transcendent, immanent force; the rites and symbols lead one to the realization of one's identity with that absolute. Identity with the transcendent is one's essence . . ." --Joseph Campbell, Pathways to Bliss.

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Thursday, April 01, 2010


how effortlessly
its wings catch the breeze
notes from a sad song


what i've been reading . . .

"Your bliss can guide you to that transcendent mystery, because bliss is the welling up of the energy to the transcendent wisdom within you. So when the bliss cuts off, you know that you've cut off the welling up; try to find it again. And that will be your Hermes guide, the dog that can follow the invisible trail for you. And that's the way it is. One works out one's own myth that way. --Joseph Campbell, Pathways to Bliss

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