無 為 ○
reality knowing itself through words that no one writes finding laughter in the low places finding perfection in what is

selected poetry

i
old dog breaking wind promises no unwanted guests linger long in this home
ii
kitten fearless kung fu master laughter rises from the belly
iii
I passed a traveler on the lonely valley path He did not say hello I liked him I wonder if he will travel this way again?
iv
long walk then falling rain upon the woods was exactly the music this nap called for
v
in the place between awake and asleep resting half in dream let the world rush towards the day sunbeam on my face
vi
blinding sun unseen birdsong rustling trees eyes down this path walks itself
vii
skin meeting skin the taste of this sweat is sweet lost in the dark twisting dance renew
viii
the storm last night stripped the late summer leaves this fall the trees will stand naked like we do
ix
some days no words come empty page no pen the best poetry
x
rain washed away the road home a chance to wander someplace new

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poems emerge, no one writes them

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for poetry readings, contemplative workshops, or collaborative inquiries into the creative process

location: columbus, ohio, usa

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Available for poetry readings at contemplative centers, dharma communities, and creative spaces. Also offering workshops on contemplative writing and the intersection of meditation practice and creative expression.

Questions about presence, the creative process, silence, and the emergence of language from silence are always welcome.