par Bloom | May 24, 2012 | General
If the soul is a window— How to keep the window clean? How to open the window? How to go outside and still be inside? Mark nepo.
par Bloom | May 16, 2012 | General
Everything’s mine though just on loan, nothing for the memory to hold, though mine as long as I look. Inexhaustible, unembracable, but particular to the smallest fiber, grain of sand, drop of water – landscapes. I won’t retain one blade of grass as it’s truly seen....
par Bloom | May 10, 2012 | General
The Sunlight on the Garden The sunlight on the garden Hardens and grows cold, We cannot cage the minute Within its nets of gold, When all is told We cannot beg for pardon. Our freedom as free lances Advances towards its end; The earth compels, upon it Sonnets and...
par Bloom | May 8, 2012 | General
[Last day in Australia ,] Let not pious judge the meek, Each for his own deeds will speak. Whether I am good or bad,you judge yourself, You reap what you sow,find what you seek.. From a Persian poem.
par Bloom | May 7, 2012 | General
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