“There is a girl inside” by Lucille Clifton. “There is a girl inside” by Lucille Clifton There is a girl inside.
She is randy as a wolf. She will not walk away and leave these bones to an old woman. She is a green tree in a forest of kindling. Gil Scott Heron - The Revolution Will Not Be Televised. The Light that Shines in Darkness. The New Age movement has given women more significance and more power of expression than art, science or politics of the last century.
It is said to have been originated by Madame Blavatsky, who was a co-founder of the Theosophical Society. The chief idea behind the new age spirituality, as unveiled and put forward by Blavatsky, was a belief in panhuman fraternity without distinction of religion, color, caste or race. At the source of all cultures lies a primordial, unified tradition, which is obfuscated by sectarian conflicts and cultural differences. As divinity was believed to rest within every man’s and woman’s psyche, the theosophical emphasis lay on the individual religious experience rather than an adoption of outside, objective cultural forms of cult. As Gary Lachman wrote in a section dedicated to Blavatsky in his A Dark Muse: A History of the Occult: “Darkness is Father-Mother: light their son, says an old Eastern proverb. THE BOOK OF TRUTH AND THE TEACHINGS OF OSIRIS ~ POEMS.
ART : ‘Osiris’ ~ an original Painting of mine (only part of which is shown) The Book Of Truth And The Teachings Of Osiris by H.C.
Randall-Stevens (El Eros). The original editions of The Book Of Truth were first published in 1928 and 1929. The combined volume was published in 1976 and is still available. Thich Nhat Hanh, poem: “The Good News They Do Not Print” Via Shodo.
Grateful! The good news. On the 10th of December Ireland will Rise. Laura Bruno's Blog. POEM: Oceans Via Poetry Chaikhana and thanks to Ted, who didn’t know it, but by sending it to me was relocating the email that brought this poem to me earlier.
I read it to my podmate Katarina out loud, so much did I love it — but then it mysteriously vanished before I could post it. So grateful! The world is too much with us « The Charge of the Light Brigade. The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers; Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers, For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. –Great God! Walter Raleigh. Arms of Raleigh family: Gules, five fusils conjoined in bend argent Raleigh was born to a Protestant family in Devon, the son of Walter Raleigh and Catherine Champernowne.
Little is known of his early life, though he spent some time in Ireland, in Killua Castle, Clonmellon, County Westmeath, taking part in the suppression of rebellions and participating in the Siege of Smerwick. Later, he became a landlord of property confiscated from the native Irish. He rose rapidly in the favour of Queen Elizabeth I and was knighted in 1585. Instrumental in the English colonisation of North America, Raleigh was granted a royal patent to explore Virginia, which paved the way for future English settlements. In 1594, Raleigh heard of a "City of Gold" in South America and sailed to find it, publishing an exaggerated account of his experiences in a book that contributed to the legend of "El Dorado".
“Evening” by Reiner Maria Rilke in Two Translations. I.
EVENINGSlowly now the evening changes his garments held for him by a rim of ancient trees; you gaze: and the landscape divides and leaves you, one sinking and one rising toward the sky.And you are left, to none belonging wholly, not so dark as a silent house, nor quite so surely pledged unto eternity as that which grows to star and climbs the night.To you is left (unspeakably confused) your life, gigantic, ripening, full of fears, so that it, now hemmed in, now grasping all, is changed in you by turns to stone and stars.translated by Edward SnowII.
“Evening” is one of the most famous poems by Rilke. PoemHunter.Com - Thousands of poems and poets.. Poetry Search Engine. Poet Seers - Poem of the Day. THE NIGHT BY ALEXANDER SERGEYEVICH PUSHKIN. Robin Williams was Family. Above: “Disney’s touching tribute to Robin Williams, from their FB page this morning.”
“But oh, to be free.” Robin Williams was Family. (5 Scenes I’ll Remember For the rest of my Life) Update: Robin Williams, quoted in the NY Times, on his appreciation for life’s brevity a few years back after he went through heart surgery. “You appreciate little things,” he said in an interview in The New York Times, “like walks on the beach with a defibrillator.”More seriously, Mr. Williams said he had reassessed himself as a performer. This is an electric moment where the entire nation if not world thinks of one heart. An excerpt from President Barack Obama’s statement, sent from the White House: Awesome!: A Poem. Think of everything you’ve called Awesome!
How can you be a writer and know so few words? Shane Koyczan - Poems. Poems from the book Visting Hours: 6:59 AM by Shane Koyczan I’ve been told that people in the army do more by 7:00 am than I do in an entire day but if I wake at 6:59 am and turn to you to trace the outline of your lips with mine I will have done enough and killed no one in the process. Shakespeare's Sonnets. Her Strange Angels: in search of stranger angels. They are the voice in your deepest psyche beckoning, calling out to you to follow. They are the primal instinctual self that pulls on your deepest question, nagging at you until you are compelled to search for the answer.They are the messengers that carry the map to the Tree of Life. Her Strange Angels. The Complete poems of Edgar Allan Poe, by Edgar Allan Poe : A Dream Within a Dream.
:zenhabits. Poetry: Poems by the classic masters. Throwing Away the Alarm Clock by Charles Bukowski. Share my father always said, "early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy. SPIRITUALITY: Hafiz. Poetry from a Sufi master A Tethered Falcon My heart sits on the Arm of God Like a tethered falcon Suddenly unhooded. I am now blessedly crazed Because my Master's Astounding Effulgence Is in constant view. My piercing eyes, Which have searched every world For Tenderness and Love, Now lock on the Royal Target-- The Wild Holy One Whose Beauty Illuminates Existence.
My soul endures a magnificent longing. Shakespeare's poems at AbsoluteShakespeare.com. William Shakespeare's poems are recognized by many as classics in the genre. From "A Lover's Complaint" to "Venus and Adonis", Shakespeare's poems have been rivaled but rarely surpassed and as such, they have remained popular with poets and readers alike. Text: Craig, W.J., ed. The Complete Works of William Shakespeare. London: Oxford University Press: 1908. May Sarton – Now I Become Myself. By PoetryGrrrl on January 28, 2014 May Sarton - Now I Become Myself Now I become myself. Poetry. Poetry of Nazim Hikmet Ran. I carry your heart. Do not stand at my grave and weep. Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep is a poem written in 1932 by Mary Elizabeth Frye.