Poems
A poem about reclaiming our forgotten parts.
Read MoreThe hunger for maturity, see it not as stasis but a form of love. We want the stillness and confidence of age, the space between self and all the objects of the world honoured and defined, the possibility that everything left alone can ripen of its own accord,
Read MoreStill, looking for that boy?
Read MoreThe Brand New Ancients. Kate Tempest
Read MoreFinding the Father. The inner masculine, the one who loves us. Who loves us for the struggle and the journey we have undertaken to be here on earth. To risk life in spite of death.
Read MoreAudio versions of poems, essays, and comments on stories.
Read MoreThe guest is inside you, and also inside me.
Read MoreThere is a voice inside the body. There is a voice and a music,
Read MoreGuardian Angel I am the bird that flutters against your window in the morning,
Read MorePoetry. Words against which we (our Ego) have no defense. Like Cupid’s arrows, they pass straight through the defenses and ideas of the Ego, and the status quo finding their mark in Soul.
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