posted January 06, 2016 08:30 PM            

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Very few people realize that sex is a psychic and not a physical act. The clumsy coupling of human beings is simply a biological paraphrase of this truth - a primitive method of introducing minds to each other, engaging them. But most people are stuck in the physical aspect, unaware of the poetic rapport which it so clumsily tries to teach.

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Somewhere in the heart of experience there is an order and a coherence which we might surprise if we were attentive enough, loving enough, or patient enough.

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Life is more complicated than we think, yet far simpler than anyone dares to imagine.

~Lawrence Durrell

posted January 06, 2016 09:31 PM            

What he wrote about an idea - such a zen wisdom. So true.

Makes me want to know more of this author's\poet's work.

posted January 06, 2016 11:50 PM            

Ayelet, I hope you are added to the Published list soon too.

posted January 07, 2016 08:53 AM            

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Originally posted by Ayelet:
And thank you, Pearlty, for your kind words.
I wish so.
And I also wish to ride on the lighter side of the rainbow regarding my work...

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I imagine in time the lighter side of the rainbow will emerge for you Ayelet. I can remember writing other places around my peers, and wondering to myself, why can't I write about fanciful subjects or happenings, like their poetry depicted? ..(no white and shining knight seen galloping around me) all I seemed to have had was true feelings to work with and through...sometimes slightly wretched in nature.

However the blessing working below the din so to speak, is people get to know 'you' much better, and you them. Layers and facets, we rarely display while out and about are brought to light- through self-realization and insights purged from our surroundings. That freedom itself can feel like a rainbow or the elusive pot o' gold eventually.

and... Thank you Mirage!!

posted January 07, 2016 01:42 PM            

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Originally posted by Ayelet:
I too hope the bright side will emerge enetually, Pearlty. I don't know about a white, shining knight ... Maybe the fairy land and human courage and divine bliss and miracles. Maybe the sacred aspect of everyday life. Things like that.

And yes, when the work is coming from the heart, whatever experience that heart is going through, people get to know you better. Dark and brightwise. It's all there.

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posted January 21, 2016 10:08 AM            

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The moon understands dark places.
the moon has secrets of her own.
she holds what light she can.

The moon is queen of everything.
she rules the oceans, rivers, rain.
when I am asked whose tears these are
I always blame the moon.

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One thing poetry teaches us, if anything, is that everything is connected.

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The lesson of the falling leaves
The leaves believe
such letting go is love
such love is faith
such faith is grace
such grace is god
I agree with the leaves
~ Lucille Clifton

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posted January 27, 2016 01:50 PM            

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Originally posted by Pearlty:
I think that we're beginning to remember that the first poets didn’t come out of a classroom, that poetry began when somebody walked off of a savanna or out of a cave and looked up at the sky with wonder and said, “Ahhh.” That was the first poem.

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The moon understands dark places.
the moon has secrets of her own.
she holds what light she can.

The moon is queen of everything.
she rules the oceans, rivers, rain.
when I am asked whose tears these are
I always blame the moon.

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One thing poetry teaches us, if anything, is that everything is connected.

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The lesson of the falling leaves
The leaves believe
such letting go is love
such love is faith
such faith is grace
such grace is god
I agree with the leaves
~ Lucille Clifton

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posted February 19, 2016 11:41 AM            

"...man's capacity to love is measured by his degree of freedom from the drives that turn inward upon him. As one holds down a cork to the bottom of a stream, so may love be imprisoned by self: remove self, and love rises to the surface of man's being."

posted February 19, 2016 03:23 PM            

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Originally posted by Pearlty:
"As you grow up, always tell the truth, do no harm to others, and don't think you are the most important being on earth. Rich or poor, you then can look anyone in the eye and say, 'I'm probably no better than you, but I'm certainly your equal."

"...man's capacity to love is measured by his degree of freedom from the drives that turn inward upon him. As one holds down a cork to the bottom of a stream, so may love be imprisoned by self: remove self, and love rises to the surface of man's being."

~Harper Lee

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Thank you, Pearlty.... {{ }}

In Remembrance... Died in her sleep, today.
Nelle Harper Lee (April 28, 1926 – February 19, 2016), better known by her pen name Harper Lee, was an American novelist widely known for her novel To Kill a Mockingbird, published in 1960.

posted February 25, 2016 08:20 AM            

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I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you
Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
And the salmon sing in the street.

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Beloved, we are always in the wrong,
Handling so clumsily our stupid lives,
Suffering too little or too long,
Too careful even in our selfish loves:
The decorative manias we obey
Die in grimaces round us every day,
Yet through their tohu-bohu comes a voice
Which utters an absurd command - Rejoice.

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We are all here on earth to help others: what on earth the others are here for, I don't know.
~W.H. Auden

posted February 25, 2016 10:28 AM            

A person incapable of imaging another world than given to him by his senses would be subhuman, and a person who identifies his imaginary world with the world of sensory fact has become insane.

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When someone between twenty and forty says, apropos of a work of art, 'I know what I like,' he is really saying 'I have no taste of my own but accept the taste of my cultural milieu.

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Aphorisms are essentially an aristocratic genre of writing. The aphorist does not argue or explain, he asserts; and implicit in his assertion is a conviction that he is wiser and more intelligent than his readers.

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posted April 14, 2016 08:26 AM            

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Let me, if I may, be ever welcomed to my room in winter by a glowing hearth, in summer by a vase of flowers. If I may not, let me think how nice they would be and bury myself in my work. I do not think that the road to contentment lies in despising what we have not got. Let us acknowledge all good, all delight that the worlds holds, and be content without it.

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Anything big enough to occupy our minds is big enough to hang a prayer on.

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A mountain is a strange and awful thing. In old times, without knowing so much of their strangeness and awfulness as we do, people were yet more afraid of mountains. But then somehow they had not come to see how beautiful they are as well as awful, and they hated them--and what people hate they must fear. Now that we have learned to look at them with admiration, perhaps we do not feel quite awe enough of them. To me they are beautiful terrors.

posted April 29, 2016 09:43 PM            

We have got to abandon that sense of amazement in the face of creativity, as if it were a miracle that anybody created anything.

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To be able to listen -- really, wholly passively, self-effacingly listen -- without presupposing, classifying, improving, controverting, evaluating,
approving or disapproving, without dueling with what is being said, without rehearsing the rebuttal in advance, without free-associating to portions of what is being said so that succeeding portions are not heard at all -- such listening is rare.

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The most fortunate are those who have a wonderful capacity to appreciate again and again, freshly and naively, the basic goods of life, with awe, pleasure, wonder and even ecstasy.

posted May 01, 2016 08:03 AM            

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Originally posted by Randall:
I studied Maslow in college!

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posted May 03, 2016 11:42 AM            

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Originally posted by Randall:
Hierarchy of Needs

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posted May 04, 2016 09:37 AM            

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This is the only thing that makes life worth living. If you have succeeded in doing something you wanted to do, something that seemed impossible—well, then, make the most of it, with all your heart, to the very brim.