Poetry

Poetry

Poetry Collection

I am starting to organize the poems that are on this website.

I normally post my poems simply as blog posts, usually after spending some time editting them.

However, so are posted as fairly raw drafts.

Eventually, I go back, revise some of the poems, and place them into a structure related to other poems. It helps me think about how my poems interrelate. Hopefully, it will be helpful to you as well.

Some poems end up in a section at the bottom of uncategorized poems. These are often poems I haven't gone back to work on or to think about how they relate to other poems.

In particular, poems that I write during periods where I post a poem a day end up in this section.

There are links below to navigate through the different sections, subsections, and the poems within each subsection.

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The Labyrinth and The Rhizome

The labyrinth is fairly simple
though there are many turns
there is only one way forward
and the question is
do we mindfully persevere.

The rhizome is much more complicated
but much more forgiving.
At each step we are faced
with many choices
and every choice
is the right one.

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Infancy

We start off
as infant solipsists.
We are all that exist,
and our sensations.

We sense hunger
and wetness
and if these senses don’t change
we emit another
existential scream.

We perceive an image
we will later call
a face
and as it changes
we feel happiness
we might hear sounds,
or make sounds
in response.

We perceive
another image
which we will later call
a breast.
As it appears to get larger
feel have other sensations
on our lips
in our mouth
our throats, our bellies.

The sense of hunger abates
and sleepiness arrives.

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Birth

With a push and a plop
we come into this world
a sticky mess
of needs.

With a slap on the back
we take our first breath
and let out
our first existential scream.

Without the team around us
we would not make it
through the first day.

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Attentiveness

My right eyelid twitches.
Am I stressed?
Am I overtired?
Am I lacking some vitamins?
Is it something else,
or just a coincidence?

I think back to my cough
when I entered certain rooms
after certain discussions
or meals.
Allergies?
A nervous tick?

What else is my body telling me?
What are the things around me
I need to pay more attention to?
What else do we all need
to pay attention to?

The weather?
what’s along the road?
a friend’s sigh?

And how do we do it,
observing,
waiting,
and not obsessing?

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